The seven stages of gun violence from Jim Wright at Stonekettle Station in Alaska is brilliant. Read the whole thing. Here’s one paragraph.
We all agree that as Americans it’s our basic right to keep and own firearms. But also, some people really, really shouldn’t be allowed to own even a Nerf slingshot, let alone a machine that can punch five hundred fist sized holes in a room full of people in under a minute. How about some background checks, waiting periods, and some kind of reasonable way to keep guns out of the hands of criminals, terrorists, and crazy people?
Perhaps we need a national clearinghouse for ammo and gun sales too. If that wacko Bob Morris orders 6,000 rounds by mail order in a few weeks from multiple websites then maybe a little warning flag should pop up on a computer somewhere. Hey, bank transactions in cash over $10,000 are routinely reported to the feds and your credit card company watches your transactions for odd patterns, so ammo and gun sales need to join the club and be monitored too. I mean, look at that Bob Morris, he just went to Phoenix and started buying twenty AK’s a day from gun shops. Now why would that be? Inquiring minds should want to know the answer to that and should have the information available to them.
It’s the guns – but we all know, it’s not really the guns, says Michael Moore on the recent gun violence.
The United States is responsible for over 80% of all the gun deaths in the 23 richest countries combined.
“Guns don’t kill people.” I would just alter that slogan slightly to speak the real truth: “Guns don’t kill people, Americans kill people.”
Moore says possible causes for our violence are that “we Americans are incredibly good killers” and too often try to settle things with violence and invasions and “we are an easily frightened people and it is easy to manipulate us with fear.” So just what is it that we so afraid of?
“I’m a missing link, poolroom stink, I can’t talk
(Well that’s too bad)
What’s goin’ on, somethings wrong, I can’t work
Can’t go to school, the teacher’s a fool, the preacher’s a jerk
(Well that’s such a drag)
Got nothin’ to do, street corner blues, and nowhere to walk
It’s the only thing that’ll make you see sense
It’s the only thing that’ll make you see sense”