Mr. Trump said we can no longer afford to be politically
correct. And he is right, dead right. While he kisses the ring of the
NRA, speaking of how proud he is to have gained their seal of approval,
nearly one hundred of our men, women and children have their lives come
to a violent conclusion each and every day. Guns do kill, over and over
and over.
We are coming to take your weapons, or at least we should
be. Even the most fervent advocate of gun control, has neither the
courage or the political will to speak an answer begging for a question.
Yes, we live in a country where there is mass destruction being
permitted, more than that, condoned, by our infatuation with guns.
We have virtually as many in our homes as we have people in
this country. They come in all shapes and sizes and colors. The real
diversity in our nation lies not in our people but in our choice of
instruments of death. We no longer dream of a chicken in every pot but
an AR 15 or AK 47 in our bed.
The dark, dark images that were the centerpiece of Mr.
Trump's acceptance speech warned us repeatedly that there is much to
fear. The real truth unspoken is when we no longer have any rein on
our weapons, when we have open carry of our guns into our parks, our
playgrounds, our schools, our houses of worship, we give open invitation
to danger and death. When police must wonder if the next car they
approach will be their last, when arguments between neighbors, drivers,
spouses are settled not with words or even fists but with bullets, we
give open invitation to danger and death. When it is easier to obtain an
instrument of intended harm then it is to obtain the right to vote, we
give open invitation to danger and death.
We can no longer afford to be politically correct, not on
this issue. We can no longer tolerate the insanity that is our
convoluted misreading of the Second Amendment. We were not intended to
be a fully armed nation. We were not intended to be an uncivil
population masquerading as our own well regulated militia. We were not
intended to overthrow a tyrannical government by armed insurrection.
Take our guns away. Have the fortitude to utter those
words. Don't speak of terrorist watch lists, of those who are mentally
unstable, of those with a history of domestic violence. Speak larger,
think larger, of a population armed to the teeth, a trigger finger away
from ending the existence of you or me. That person resides in your
city, your town, on your street and maybe even in your home. He or she,
or maybe even you, have the capacity to pull that trigger, after a bad
day at work or maybe too many days unemployed, after an argument that
would otherwise end with slamming doors or tears.
Mr. Trump, let me congratulate you on your message that we
must tell the hard truths, the ones we don't have the will or fortitude
to reveal. In your universe, you have addressed our bigotry and our
hatreds. However you have not given warning, but rather acted as
accelerator, giving those on your side unfettered right to bring into
the light of day their anger, their hostility, their prejudice and their
ugliness. You have not healed us, but opened a gaping wound.
But if we are to be constructive in the truths we tell, if
we are not to exacerbate our problems, but diminish them, if we are to
heal rather than hurt, then we must stop being politically correct on
the issue of gun control.
The NRA must be silenced. Those who shout that they are
coming to take our guns must be silenced. The legislators whose words
foster the epidemic of blood in our homes, in our houses of worship, in
our cars and on our streets must be silenced.
The voices of courage and conviction must instead drown out
the cacophony. There must be an end to our national nightmare. There
must be one goal and one only. Not to work around the periphery, not to
seek the small victory, not to accept the status quo as an
inevitability. We must rid ourselves of this disease, attack it at its
heart, treat is as virulent as any other cancer that has to be
eradicated.
Yes, Mr. Trump, we must end our political correctness. We
must enact laws that do come and take your guns away. We must make your
home your streets, your town and city, your country, and mine, safer.
Take the trigger out of our hands.
7 comments:
From now until Election Day I will try to Not See Trump. Not See Trump. Not See Trump. (Get it?)
Send him to the moon!!! Bruce Egert is spot on Not See Trump!!
H
Think times will publish this one. Send it to record also
F
Not going to happen on the Op Ed pages of the Times but I keep trying. Thanks for the positive words.
The man no doubt prefers to play in trump suits, most likely spades. Personally, I prefer no-trump. If you've never played a grand slam in no-trump. you haven't really lived. But can we mobilize America to get out and vote so we can play in no-trump? That's the question. Do it.
G
Agree on everything. But not seeing HIM, his cohorts, and followers won't disappear.
G
Fabulous piece.
H
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