OK, Garry Trudeau isn’t a Complete Ass.

I mentioned the Fisher House Program in the last post. The “About Us” page explains:

The Fisher House™ program is a unique private-public partnership that supports America’s military in their time of need. The program recognizes the special sacrifices of our men and women in uniform and the hardships of military service by meeting a humanitarian need beyond that normally provided by the Departments of Defense and Veterans Affairs.

Because members of the military and their families are stationed worldwide and must often travel great distances for specialized medical care, Fisher House™ Foundation donates “comfort homes,” built on the grounds of major military and VA medical centers. These homes enable family members to be close to a loved one at the most stressful times – during the hospitalization for an unexpected illnes, disease, or injury.

This is a charity I can get behind.

I also noted a link under their “In the News” header to a story entitled “John McCain Writes Intro to ‘Doonesbury’ Book.” Being neither a McCain nor a Trudeau fan, I still clicked on the link to find this:

Most Republicans aren’t fans of “Doonesbury,” but that didn’t stop Sen. John McCain from agreeing to write the foreword for Garry Trudeau’s upcoming book.

“The Long Road Home: One Step at a Time,” scheduled for May release, focuses on B.D. and his struggle to recover after losing a leg in Iraq.

McCain, a former prisoner of war in Vietnam, wrote (in part): “In this book, Garry Trudeau tells the story of B.D. — and of Fisher House — and he does it very, very well. Biting but never cynical, and often wickedly funny, these comic strips will make you laugh, reflect, and — in the end — understand. Like B.D., the thousands of soldiers who have left their health or their limbs on the battlefield have done so in the service of all of us. These brave men and women astonish us all with their spirit. In sacrificing themselves, they sacrifice for us.”

The advance and all royalties from Trudeau’s book will go to the Fisher House Foundation, which provides “comfort homes” on the grounds of major military and veterans’ medical centers so that relatives can be close to injured soldiers.

Good on ya, mate. Good on ya.

Got Broadband? You Need to Watch This.

I just spent the last two hours watching C-Span. The show was interviews with amputee soldiers currently undergoing rehabilitation at Walter Reed Army Medical Center.

Damn, but we have some fine people in our military.

C-Span has two clips from that show available. They are Real Media files, so you’ll need the latest version of RealPlayer. The links are Conversations with individual wounded soldiers – Part I and Conversations with individual wounded soldiers – Part II. Each piece runs a bit over 30 minutes.

Part I is an interview with Army Cpl. Michael Oreskovic, 23, who was with the first Stryker Brigade assigned to Iraq. He lost his left arm above the elbow to a car bomb on his last mission before he was scheduled to rotate home. It was the second time he was wounded in theater. He wants to go back to active duty. Cpl. Oreskovic is a soldier. He studies military history because it makes him a better soldier.

Part II is an interview with Maj. Tammy Duckworth, 36, of the Illinois National Guard, and her husband Capt. Brian Bowlsbey. Maj. Duckworth is a Blackhawk driver, her husband is active duty Army. Maj. Duckworth lost both legs, one below the knee and one very high on the thigh, and suffered severe wounds to her right arm when her Blackhawk came under intense ground fire. An RPG round penetrated the chin bubble and detonated essentially between her knees. She plans on returning to flight status. I think she’ll do it, too. Listen to her description of what happened when her aircraft was hit. In fact, while you’re listening to the interview, bear this in mind: Maj. Duckworth attended the funeral for her father at Arlington National Cemetery the day before this interview took place. She and her father are almost certainly a rarety – a father-daughter pair who share purple heart awards.

These people make me feel both proud, and unworthy.

In both pieces the soldiers spoke about the Fisher House charity that provides housing to military families who are undergoing outpatient rehabilitation. I think I’ll be making a donation to this organization. You might look into it, too.

UPDATE: The entire three-hour program is available here.

I Answer Five Questions.

I don’t know who started this, but I found that Mike from Feces Flinging Monkey had taken up the gauntlet from Xlrq at Damnum Absque Injuria, and had posted an open invitation at his site to quiz someone else. Being bored, I said I’d take him up on it. Here we go:

1) You’re serving on a jury. The defendant is a young man, a gang member, who is being charged with the murder of a rival gang member. The defendant admits to shooting the victim dead, but claims it was self defense. The only witness is a friend of the defendant, who backs up his story. There is no additional evidence to sway your opinion either way. Would you vote guilty, or not guilty?

It’s up to the prosecutor to prove “beyond a reasonable doubt” that a murder took place. Failing that, I have to find for the defendant.

2) Do you generally consider women who are skilled with firearms to be more attractive than those who are not? If so, can you describe why? (If not, can you explain what the hell is the matter with you, anyway)?

This goes back to an OLD post, when Courtney was still blogging. The answer: Hell yes. As I said then, I think it’s the self-confidence I find attractive.

3) All things being equal, if you could not live in the United States, where would you go? (Assume that job opportunities, willingness of your new country to accept you, language barriers, etc. were not an issue).

Yeesh. All other things really cannot be equal. America isn’t perfect, but it is still, in my opinion, the best, most free nation on earth. If Australia or New Zealand would give up their pursuit of socialist statism, they could be very nice places for an expatriate American. Rob Smith, Acidman of Gut Rumbles, advertises for Costa Rica, but I don’t speak Spanish, despite several years of studying it in college (don’t use it, you lose it.) Given no other choice, I think I’d have to go with Middle-Earth, and move to New Zealand.

4) Cats or dogs? .45 or 9mm? .308 or .223? Plastic or steel?

No fair. That’s four questions in one.

Cats and dogs. They aren’t the same, cannot be compared, and I like both. But BIG dogs (35-100 lbs or so). Toy breed dogs have none of the charm of cats, and none of the charm of big dogs, either. They’re just rats with attitude.

.45. Hands down. But .45 ACP or .45 LC. I’m not too hip on the .45GAP for reasons best elucidated below. I’m also not a fan of the .45 überblasters like the .454 Casull et al. But more power (pun intended) to those who like them.

.223 for plinking & paper-punchin, .308 for serious work.

Steel. I just don’t care for the esthetics of tactical tupperware. Aluminum alloy if you’re really insistent on weight savings. Titanium and Scandium are, in my opinion, just a marketing ploy.

5) I promised one hardball question… Justice Holmes once wrote that human rights were nothing more than what “a given crowd … will fight for”. Holmes also agreed that his worldview came “devilish near to believing that might makes right.” How does your view of rights differ from a simple “might-makes-right” position?

Because I believe in the rights of the individual, who has the hardest time defending his rights from the tyranny of the majority. A belief in the rights of the individual means often having to make decisions that tell the majority, in the words of Justice Scalia, “to take a walk.” Quoting (again) from Sanford Levinson’s The Embarrassing Second Amendment,

(W)hat it means to take rights seriously is that one will honor them even when there is significant social cost in doing so. If protecting freedom of speech, the rights of criminal defendants, or any other part of the Bill of Rights were always (or even most of the time) clearly costless to the society as a whole, it would truly be impossible to understand why they would be as controversial as they are. The very fact that there are often significant costs–criminals going free, oppressed groups having to hear viciously racist speech and so on–helps to account for the observed fact that those who view themselves as defenders of the Bill of Rights are generally antagonistic to prudential arguments. Most often, one finds them embracing versions of textual, historical, or doctrinal argument that dismiss as almost crass and vulgar any insistence that times might have changed and made too “expensive” the continued adherence to a given view. “Cost-benefit” analysis, rightly or wrongly, has come to be viewed as a “conservative” weapon to attack liberal rights. Yet one finds that the tables are strikingly turned when the Second Amendment comes into play. Here it is “conservatives” who argue in effect that social costs are irrelevant and “liberals” who argue for a notion of the “living Constitution” and “changed circumstances” that would have the practical consequence of removing any real bite from the Second Amendment.

As Fred Donaldson of Austin, Texas wrote, commenting on those who defended the Supreme Court’s decision upholding flag-burning as compelled by a proper (and decidedly non-prudential) understanding of the First Amendment, “[I]t seems inconsistent for [defenders of the decision] to scream so loudly” at the prospect of limiting the protection given expression “while you smile complacently at the Second torn and bleeding. If the Second Amendment is not worth the paper it is written on, what price the First?” The fact that Mr. Donaldson is an ordinary citizen rather than an eminent law professor does not make his question any less pointed or its answer less difficult.

In Justice Holmes’s world, what the majority wants, the majority gets. In mine, the majority ought to understand what the tyranny of the majority leads to, and short of that, ought to be told from time to time to “take a walk.” I’ve stated that a right is what a majority of a population believes it is, also quoting Scalia when he said:

To some degree, a constitutional guarantee is like a commercial loan, you can only get it if, at the time, you don’t really need it. The most important, enduring, and stable portions of the Constitution represent such a deep social consensus that one suspects if they were entirely eliminated, very little would change. And the converse is also true. A guarantee may appear in the words of the Constitution, but when the society ceases to possess an abiding belief in it, it has no living effect. Consider the fate of the principle expressed in the Tenth Amendment that the federal government is a government of limited powers. I do not suggest that constitutionalization has no effect in helping the society to preserve allegiance to its fundamental principles. That is the whole purpose of a constitution. But the allegiance comes first and the preservation afterwards.

This is because, from a pragmatic point of view, Justics Holmes’s and Justice Scalia’s positions reflect reality. But I advocate educating the majority so that they understand why an individual-rights outlook is empirically better for everyone in the long run, and why they ought to fight for that even though it doesn’t give optimum solutions to every day-to-day incident.

While it is true that what a given crowd will fight for is what that given crowd gets, we’re far better off if the crowd is educated rather than ignorant, and a pack rather than a herd.

Gunshow After-Action Report.

Now I remember why I don’t go to gun shows. As a commenter on the previous piece noted, the Pima County Fairgrounds doesn’t charge for parking, so it was only $8 to get in. While I was there I perused the entire thing – twice. Only two jerky booths (that’s gotta be a record.) And I hereby proclaim the beanie-baby fad OVER! Not one to be seen anywhere.

No Kimber t-shirts either. If you wanted a t-shirt with a dog on it, they had every AKC-recognized breed going, but no Kimbers. Also no HK, no SIG, and no Colt.

Bummer.

I could have picked up an 8# jug of BL(C)-2 for $112 (plus tax) which is a pretty good price, but after reading the piece that inspired this post, I’m more than a little reluctant to buy powder at a gunshow.

I did a little people-watching while I was there. The most obvious thing I noticed is that gunshow crowds are primarily middle-aged white men. Fat middle aged white men. There were some yoots (and more than one brought his rather fine significant other). There were some others who carried the aura of gang-banger, and who showed significant interest in the (shall we say) tactical weaponry. But overall, the gunshow demographic shares a lot with the Buick-buying crowd.

Except they’re cheaper. I could not help but overhear a lot of the haggling going on. Understandable, as most everything I saw looked significantly overpriced to me, except for the really cheap (and cheaply made) knives on a lot of the tables, but there was a lot of “that’s about as low as I can go” and “is that the out-the-door price?” going on.

Oh well, at least this time I was only out eight bucks.

Gunshow Today.

I’ve decided to go to the Crossroads of the West™ gunshow at the Pima County Fairgrounds today. (My Kimber T-shirt is completely worn out and in need of replacement.) I will probably pay $5 for parking and $7.50 for admission so that I can spend another $20 on the shirt, braving myriad beef-jerky stands and beanie-baby display tables and having to dodge the Nazi memorabilia guy in order to find the booth where all they sell is gun-related T-shirts and cheap nylon holsters.

I might actually look at some guns while I’m there.

Be prepared for an after-action report.

Depending on the Government for your Protection.

Another sad example this week. I’ve written on this topic a number of times, most recently in my piece on the Supreme Court’s review of Castle Rock, CO v. Gonzales. This time a couple was gunned down in their own home by a nutcase who blamed them for his arrest on drug charges. Julie and Aeneas Hernlen, 31 and 29 years old respectively, were murdered by David Edward Johnson, 33, who later took his own life. He did not, thankfully, kill the Hernlen’s 5 year-old daughter who dialed 911 after being woken by the gunshots.

The Hernlens tried to get an injunction against Mr. Johnson, who had threatened them before. The judge in the case was “very upset” about the slayings, but blamed his refusal to grant the injunction on too little information. However, Volusia county Sherriff Ben Johnson understands reality.

(T)he sheriff explained that the injunction may not have prevented the attack. “I don’t really believe it would have in a case like this,” said Johnson.

“An injunction is fine for someone who is willing to accept the rules. This individual here was set on taking action,” he said. “The only way you could have prevented it would be to put him in jail and keep him in jail. There was nothing there to do that. When someone is bound and determined they are going to do a criminal act, it is hard to stop it.”

There’s one other way to stop it. Be prepared to do it yourself.

It would appear that the Hernlens were not.

Time for that cartoon again:

Blinded By Hate.

I’ve mentioned once or twice before that I read Tucson’s “alternative newspaper,” the Tucson Weekly from time to time. I picked up the latest edition at lunch, and got to read a really lovely screed in this week’s “Guest Commentary:”

The actions of some gun-loving legislators show they’re certifiably insane

By CATHERINE O’SULLIVAN

I hate guns. I fucking hate guns.

Nice of you to admit it right up front. With expletive! You hate inanimate objects. But “gun-loving legislators” are the ones who are insane. Right.

They’re good for one thing only, and that’s blasting holes in living flesh. Outside legal hunting activities, this flesh usually belongs to policemen on the job and innocent bystanders, particularly children. The statistics on gun violence are ubiquitous and not disputed.

In that case, as the joke goes, all of mine are defective.

And yes, I’m as tired of that stale old bromide as I am of hearing Ms. O’Sullivan’s. And I’d dispute some of those statistics, actually. But that’s what I do.

According to the Center for Disease Control, the rate of firearms deaths for kids under the age of 15 is 12 times higher in the United States than in 25 other industrialized nations combined. In one year, more children and teenagers die from gunfire than from cancer, pneumonia, influenza, asthma and HIV/AIDS combined.

“Children and teenagers” is a little bit different from “kids under the age of 15” (not that you’re supposed to notice) but I thought I’d check. According to WISQARS, the CDC’s injury mortality database, the number of gunfire deaths for “kids” 19 and under are as follows: 2,684 deaths by firearm violence in 2002. Homicides: 1856. Suicides 828. Accidents added 167 more for a total of 2,851. Of that total, kids over the age of 15 represented 2,266 of the deaths – or 79.5%. That leaves the “kids under the age of 15” total at 585, meaning that in those other 25 industrialized nations there were about 48 firearm related deaths. And how many firearms are there in private hands in those other 25 industrialized nations?

If you want to say “BAN THEM ALL!” why not just say it?

It seems an American kid is 16 times more likely to die from a firearm-related accident than a kid in any other western industrialized nation. A gun is the No. 1 choice for male adolescents in attempting (and completing) suicide. Approximately 3,500 students are expelled every year for bringing firearms to school.

According to the National School Boards Association, 135,000 guns are brought into U.S. schools every day, and nearly 8 percent of adolescents in urban areas miss at least one day of school each month, because they are afraid to attend.

Wait. One hundred and thirty-five thousand guns are brought to schools every day, but only 3,500 kids are expelled for it annually? Anybody see a problem in those stats?

According to FBI statistics, 1.7 million guns have been reported stolen–mostly from homes and cars–in the past 10 years. Only 40 percent of them have ever been recovered. What this means is that they are or have been in the hands of crooks.

Only 170,000 per year? I’d have thought it would be more. Just goes to show, though, that it doesn’t take much of a market to keep the violent criminal demand supplied.

Guns do too kill people; and they do it more efficiently than a sword, a knife, a baseball bat, a disease or anything short of a bomb. An assault weapon is to a switchblade, or any other weapon of youth past, as the bubonic plague is to a head cold.

For the most part, the people victimized by this insanity are too young to vote or be real players in our economy. Children in our culture don’t actually count. That’s what the numbers say and numbers don’t lie. They don’t even hedge.

Err, no. For the most part the people victimized by gun violence are not children. They’re adults – young adults, but adults. Overwhelmingly male, and blacks are tremendously overrepresented in that group, too. Nice sleight-of-hand, but I’ve seen this trick before.

Now that you’ve built your straw-house…

So I should have been elated recently when I read in the Arizona Daily Star that a firearms bill had been killed. Seems a Phoenix Republican by the name of Doug Quelland failed to push House Bill 2666 through the state House. This bill would have allowed people to carry concealed weapons into schools.

Here we go…

The fact that any Arizona legislator would come up with an idea like this (he says he was unaware the bill was so far-reaching) tells me that he is certifiably insane and should be locked up in a rubber room, or that he and his constituency are of a dangerous criminal mentality. Not only shouldn’t such people be legislators; they shouldn’t be allowed to walk around loose.

Let me ask you a question, Ms. O’Sullivan: When young Dylan Kliebold and Eric Harris shot up Columbine High School, what finally stopped them? When Jeff Weise shot up his Red Lake high school, what finally stopped him? Other men with guns arriving on the scene.

You’ve stayed true to your hatred: you hate the gun, not the shooter. You’ve drunk the Kool-aid, blurring the difference between “violent and predatory” and “violent but protective” into just “violence,” and mistakenly believe that anyone who carries a gun is, by definition, someone on the cusp of random murder. Yet you still, I assume, have that curious disconnect of gun-haters: you make an exception for “authorized agents of the State” – that is, people on the public payroll.

I can’t fathom that “logic.” But then, I can’t understand your irrational hatred of inanimate objects, either. I can recognize it, but not understand it.

But of course, nor should armed drunks. Yet the Legislature is gearing up this very minute to debate SB 1363. This bill will allow customers to carry firearms into bars. To call this Ali G. reasoning would be to insult Ali G. Drunks and guns might be funny in the movies, but in real life, a bullet through the brain pan tends to take nearly all the fun out of a rollicking evening out.

Except the law in question specifically prohibits consumption of alcohol by the CCW permit holder. I’d like you to explain your opposition to this bill to Texas representative Susanna Gratia-Hupp, who watched as her parents were shot to death in a Texas Luby’s, knowing all the while that her handgun was locked in her car in the parking lot because it was illegal for her to bring it into the restaraunt. That little fact didn’t stop George Hennard. He drove his pickup through a window, got out and started shooting.

He only stopped when – once again – men with guns showed up. By that time he’d killed 22 people, though.

Texas has since changed that law. Their homicide rate has fallen along with the rest of the nation’s. And drunks are no more likely to shoot up the place now than before. People who jump through the legal hoops necessary to get a concealed-carry permit aren’t the people you need to worry about.

But you’re not worried about the people. Only the guns.

I’ve got a bumper sticker that says, “If guns are outlawed, only outlaws will shoot their kids accidentally.” This is what logicians call an “if-then” statement. It doesn’t assert anything. It only says that if something were to happen, then something else would also happen. If I drop a drinking glass, it will break, does not mean I ought to or am going to drop the drinking glass. The truth is, on purely moral grounds, I don’t think all guns should be outlawed. I don’t like the idea of hunting animals, but understand that some decent people feel differently.

Gee, thanks for your little “moral exception.” But some of us feel differently about being armed for the defense of ourselves and our communities (even YOU), too.

Some people who pulled up next to me on Tanque Verde Road just the other day were neither as tolerant nor logical. Maybe they were on crack. Maybe they were just ardent supporters of this Quelland fellow. But they started shouting, thumping around, flipping my friends and me the bird. As the light changed, their parting words were that they should come back and shoot our motherfucking asses.

And you weren’t armed, obviously. And they might have been. And you still don’t get it.

This, alas, is the crux of the problem. In a democracy, when one side of an issue is armed and the other is not, you’ve got big problems.

If I know both my state and my country–and I do–Little Johnny had better start packing his flak jacket before he heads off to school. And soon. People like Mr. Quelland may pick up their marbles, but they never go home.

The train of illogic here is astonishing, really. Someone capable of stringing that many sentences together coherently, yet who still cannot overcome her obsessive hatred of a tool and separate the legitimate use of violence from the criminal is something that makes me want to grab a magnifying glass and study. (Or a ClueBat™ and start swinging.)

You’ve misidentified the problem, Ms. O’Sullivan, and run with it. Let me see if I can clarify it for you. In a 1994 Mother Jones column, Violence Policy Center executive director Josh Sugarmann wrote:

We can continue to push legislation of dubious effectiveness. Or we can acknowledge that gun violence is a public-health crisis fueled by an inherently dangerous consumer product. To end the crisis, we have to regulate–or, in the case of handguns and assault weapons, completely ban–the product.

That “legislation of dubious effectiveness” he was referring to was the much-vaunted “Brady Bill” and its ilk. There’s your position – guns as the cause of the problem. Yet in a recent Chicago Tribune op-ed, (the Trib not being a bastion of gun-rights support, if you weren’t aware) editorial board member Steven Chapman has apparently grasped reality:

(D)ecrying America’s love affair with guns is like decrying America’s love affair with football or movies. There are some 260 million firearms in private hands in this country. Any solution requiring vast numbers of people to reject something they have long valued is not a solution but a fantasy. It’s also an admission that no politically feasible options are likely to have any perceptible effect on crime.

By “politically feasible options” he meant things like licensing, registration, “safe storage,” etc. Josh Sugarmann’s “legislation of dubious effectiveness.” Banning isn’t “politically feasible.” What Mr. Chapman is saying is that you’re going to have to live with them. That means living with the results of assholes and crazies with guns, because they’re not going to go away – either the assholes & crazies, or the guns.

That being the case, it might be a good idea to recognize that the overwhelming majority of the population isn’t assholes and crazies, and the overwhelming majority of gun owners aren’t either. And if we have to live with the assholes and crazies with guns, then some of the rest of us would rather have at least a chance to oppose them effectively if they threaten to harm us.

Instead of having no other option but to cower in fear and plead with them not to hurt us, which is the choice you advocate here.

Now who’s insane?

On the Lack of Posting.

A) Blogger’s been, well, bloggered lately.

B) I’m still getting over whatever the hell this ongoing creeping crud is.

C) Work is still extremely hectic and looks to stay that way a while.

D) I haven’t been too inspired to write due to A), B), and C) (though I’ll admit to getting up at 4AM on Saturday to finish Rights, Morality, Pragmatism & Idealism Pt. II.)

At the moment, it looks like The Smallest Minority is going to be updated mostly on the weekends.

Goodnight.