God Is an Iron "If a person who indulges in gluttony is a glutton, and a person who commits a felony is a felon, then God is an iron." — Spider Robinson "Want to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans." -- Woody Allen Demotivational Posters
In the wake of Sandy Hook, four years later … This is the content of a Facebook post from December 17, 2012. I was so naive… The Founding Fathers wrote: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” The Founding Fathers also wrote: “A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.” On Friday, December 14, 2012, in an elementary school in the village of Sandy Hook, in the town of Newtown, in the state of Connecticut, in the United States of America, twenty-six innocent citizens were deprived of their God-given and unalienable rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness because of the Constitutionally granted “right” of an individual — with an unknowable purpose and an unfathomable grievance — to bear arms, deadly and disproportionate, without regulation and without regard to the security or freedom of this state and its inhabitants. Twenty of the innocents had barely begun the life to which they had a right, barely been able to enjoy the liberty to which they were entitled as citizens of the United States, barely been able to pursue the happiness that is — or should be — the birthright of any and all children in this nation. The other six had lived their lives in service to their fellow townspeople and their children, had enjoyed the liberty of acquiring the education and training that best suited that service, had pursued their happiness in teaching and serving to the extent that it brought them into the lives of the children of Sandy Hook Elementary School, and certainly had been planning to live those lives, enjoy that liberty, pursue their happiness for many more years to come. What God gave, one person took away, in an instant of terror, a hail of gunfire, and a bath of blood. Unalienable rights collided with Constitutional rights to fatally deadly effect. If this is what this country has become, if this is to become the new norm, if this is not the time to stop and reassess who and what we are and what our priorities as citizens, as neighbors, as Americans are and should be, then perhaps it is somehow for the best that these twenty-six innocents have gone to be with their God, because all accounts of their lives and their actions — even to the end — bear witness that they would be very out of place in such a country, with such a norm, and in such a time. It may be somehow for the best, perhaps, for them. But in their absence, those of us who remain behind are immeasurably poorer, and our unalienable and God-given rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness have been diminished by the loss of twenty-six bright and promising souls. If their lives had any meaning, if their deaths are to have any purpose, if our lives as Americans are to be what the Founding Fathers intended them to be, then we need to talk. All of us. And we need to act. All of us. And we need to do it NOW. While the tears are still damp, while the pain is still real, while their memories are still fresh and vibrant. Let it be their legacy. To Sandy Hook. To Newtown. To Connecticut. To the United States of America. To the hopes and dreams of the Founders and all of their descendants, in blood and in spirit. To all of us. Let it be the day that things finally began to change for the better… December 17th, 2016 | admin | Categories: Thoughts | Comments: Comments Off
My Least Favorite Things (with apologies to Oscar Hammerstein II) Agents in hazmat suits, bomb-sniffing dogs, Right-wing conspiracy truthers in blogs, Talking heads spouting the theory that clings – These are among my least favorite things. Fat heads who bloviate over the airwaves, Proving to everyone daily that they’re knaves, Sounding like idiots, living like kings – These are among my least favorite things. Votes being taken in old hallowed halls, Senators showing that they have no balls, Echoing sentiments LaPierre sings – These are among my least favorite things. When I feel good, and my heart sings, And I dare feel glad, Life adds to my list of least favorite things And then I get f#*%ing mad… Copyright 2013 Paul R. Camann April 17th, 2013 | admin | Categories: Uncategorized | Comments: Comments Off
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