Comrade, given the “you don’t have a right to cry, ‘Fire!’ in a crowded theatre” proviso, would you conclude that you do not have a right to free speech?
Good questions. I’ll try to give better than poor answers. (No guarantees.)
What’s reasonable?
Adherence to an ideal is good, but to such a point that other, equally weighted, ideals are sacrificed? To such a point that blood, not ideals, is (needlessly?) sacrificed?
Who decides?
No harm, no foul. Where there’s harm, well, then who’s making the sacrifices? Whose ideals, whose blood, for whose rights? I may decide to defend, unto death, your right to say something with which I whole-heartedly disagree, but you’ve no right to draft me into that particular battle. I may go to war in order to openly disagree with you; I’m not going to go to war just to watch you make an ass of yourself on the corner of Main St. (But if you sell tickets, I may show up.)
Good thing I offered no guarantees: the best answers I have, off the top of my head, are questions. If words matter, and responsibillity matters, then, no, I don’t think it’s simple.
Here’s another, off the top of my head: reasonable is what mature, courageous, well-intentioned people will say to one another under conditions of equality. (Questioning the influence of the premier’s wife, equality doesn’t apply; but doing so by labeling her “just another Indian/ Asian/ whatever” fails to meet the requirements of maturity and good-intentions.)
Doesn’t mean you can’t, or shouldn’t make an ass of yourself or have a good time. Revels matter; and have their place, purpose (keeps the powerful from getting a swollen head), and consequences. If someone wants to stand up and in Congress and moon the president during the State of the Union address, that’s cool. But he shouldn’t do it while wearing a paper bag over his head, nor expect to remain anonymous–that’d be unreasonable.