The Constitution of the United States guarantees every American citizen the right to tell dirty jokes.  Americans are allowed to buy pencils at the Westview Dollar Tree Store.   A notebook too, Jasper.  Everyone, fucking near about, even legal fucking aliens and stowaways not yet adjudicated, is allowed to compose limericks in said fucking paper notebook, like the one asshole peckerhead Mark David Chapman carried around, taking filthy notes to himself before the senseless murder of Beatle John Lennon.

Hardly anyone is allowed to make you shut your foul blithering trap.   Cops are an exception.  Whatever the Constitution does, it isn't too enabling  when a cop tells you to turn off the engine and get out of your SUV.  Everyone has the right to compose and recite haiku in the front seat of their car with their girl friend off to the side filming the incident that follows.   Poets are allowed to recite their sonnets during an arrest, while kevlar beasts pile on top  like a rugby team loaded for bear.   Madrigals can be performed during a strip search, for Godsakes.   Is it possible the cosmos is too weak to benefit from all of everyone's Constitutional freedoms?   Fuck no.

The worst barrier to free speech and to free thinking is the ordinary peer groups few people have the luxury of not knowing.    People, ordinary pieces of shit, shit all over each other, like chickens at a processing plant.  Everyone talks, no one communicates.  Chickens remain powerless.  In spite of being the liberal/progressive middle class.