Actually it is censorship. If you block or get rid of something you don’t like, you censor it. In the strickest sense of the word. Is there anything wrong with Walmart blocking the sale of (censoring) items in their own stores? That is a question best left for GD.
That’s my long winded way of saying that I don’t think Cinnamon Girl was passing judgement, just over-analyzing. 
BTW, I support the chip theory.
(TROTSKY staggers across the room, bleeding from several near-misses. His gardener RAMON approaches, brandishing a mountain-climber’s axe.)
RAMON: Now you will witness the revolution first-hand! I will free you from your bourgeois corporeal form!
TROTSKY: Not so fast, Ramon – you’ve backed me into a corner, but I still…
(TROTSKY fumbles in the silverware drawer)
… have…
(fumbles some more)
Damn. I’ve got, like, ten thousand spoons here. What are the odds?
RAMON: Maybe you shouldn’t have invested the profits from your books in a spoon factory! After all, the proletariat control the means of production.
TROTSKY: I’ll concede the point. But it’s still a damn silverware drawer. And all I need is a knife.
RAMON: Damn. That’s pretty ironic, don’tcha think?
*(RAMON buries a mountain-climber’s axe in TROTSKY’s skull.)
fin*
:: sigh :: I’ve been accused of this more than once. I’ll concede that. And you’re right. I wasn’t passing judgment. If I want something Wal-Mart has chosen not to carry – for whatever reason, righteous or not – I’ll pick it up some place else. Their loss, not mine.
The Devil’s Grandmother, they do do sell quite a few of these books.
The thought of buying this book for no good reason did make me giggle.
umm… I think you’re a little unclear on the concept of “most ______ ever”.