The conception that unrestricted gun ownership is guaranteed by the 2d. Amendment is a false idea. from discussions recorded by those present as the Constitution was being approved and amendments voted upon indicate that the 2d. Amendment’s purpose was to allow for militias. Our militia SYSTEM is controlled by governors of each state, allowed to arm their citizens in a National Guard, under the federal government’s authority. It had nothing to do with an individual right to bear any and all arms. It was enacted to allow for state militias. Governments-local,state-federal can restrict individual gun purchases, manufacture, and ownership. The idea they cannot do so was constructed by the NRA only recently to improve gun sales, (think of the payoffs ),to sow dissension (funded by Russia), and to uphold white supremacy and control African-Americans who had gained the right to vote and gained more power after the Civil Rights Movement. Fear of people of color is ingrained in white Americans. This is a tool to manipulate us. Also, as immigrants from white Europe declined and immigrants of color increased NRA played on the fear of white Americans. Gun sales shot up. The Republican Party which in recent history opposed civil rights for African-Americans, affirmative action, integrated schools etc. embraced the NRA’s position to advance an agenda which would protect Republican vote and control of the levers of government. NRA funds support these republicans, and a few democratic politicians also accepting the easy money.
Take a moment to think about this and connect the dots. Our children should not be pawns for this white supremacy agenda. Look at the position on guns by candidates at EVERY level. Those claiming they can not do anything about gun regulation because of the 2d Amendment are liars. Vote them out. Always ask them their position on the 2d amendment. If they lie about that they are lying about a lot more. I am on my knees begging like Sen. Chris Murphy, “save our children.” Do not let white supremacy destroy the safety a single person. Do not stand by and silently watch. speak with your friends and colleagues. Beg them if necessary.
A SENSE OF HUMOR CAN SAVE THE WORLD
A sense of humor may save us all. One cannot grip a weapon of words or worsewhile laughing. Some of us actually fall down laughing as muscles relax beyond support of our frames, or our frame of mind. It is just too difficult to attack another while laughing, especially if one can laugh at one’s self. The serious-minded sometimes misunderstand such self-effacing laughs. They mistakenly believe one is laughing at them.
I love to laugh. It stops the fingers from reaching for weapons I carry in my mind’s pocket, the sharp words I can wield like a knife. Better I laugh aloud during an argument than pull out such words and attack.
This is one reason the entertainers I most respect are comedians. Court jesters who poke the kings and courts of the world to relieve the tensions in their realms allow peace to reign instead. Keep the world laughing and perhaps war will hold its breath.
My Dad was a comedian. Not as a profession, as a personal trait. His silly grin infected anyone who was within its view. Some of his best work was at funerals. I watched him charm the smiles from mourners, restore their joy and fond memories of the deceased. Quietly he worked the room, or the procession of cars halted on busy paths at the cemetery. Walking form car to car he would stop at each one. In moments the car was shaking and passengers’ shoulders chopping up the view with laughing. As soon as he started the laughter he would move on to the next car. Dad was a master of silliness.
Mom lived life as if it were an Italian opera, full of high drama. Dad was the court jester who brought his audience of children to their feet in glee. Mom learned to make that silly grin, too. We all did. We are a family of grinning fools. We learned to never take life’s difficulties seriously, and to seriously dismiss life’s accomplishments as a humorous surprise.
We were taught to laugh at ourselves. We were taught to admit our human frailty, and view it as a reason for laughter. What a gift from our parents. The gift of not fearing our mistakes, nor fearing to admit them. The ability to sincerely apologize. The ability welcome accountability. The ability to laugh and move on with forgiveness. The ability to openly admit defeat with a smile. The ability to fight our stubborn natures with humor.
I must admit, others often think our wry humorous response to our own mistakes is sarcasm, the lowest form of humor. Sometimes, when our pain is great, the lowest form is all we can muster. I must remind myself to raise the humor up a notch, or two or three. I will never be so good at this as my Dad was. I am too much like Mom and enjoy the Italian opera’s drama, the pull of its force which can mute the humor with tears. Balance is the most I can hope for, until the laughter destroys my balance and I fall laughing at your feet; knowing if I can make you laugh, too, you cannot stomp me into the dust.
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