I swear that my dear Uncle George invented the first “mute” button for television. He was a very clever and electronically savy guy, and I remember going to my Aunt Edie and Uncle George’s house many years ago and discovering that he had found a way to electronically mute the television when commercials came on. It was amazing!
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Quit The Drama
Victoria BC, where I live, is a pretty quiet city on the southern tip of Vancouver Island, and also lays claim to being the provincial capital. It seems pretty far away from terrorism, Al Qaeda, or anything like that. Sometimes I think we really don’t know how lucky we are to be where we are and to lead the privileged lives that we do. Oh sure, nothing’s perfect, but I digress…
On the morning of this past July 2nd, spokespeople from the RCMP held a news conference announcing that they had stopped a terrorist plot and had arrested two people who had planted pressure cooker bombs on the lawns of the legislature. It was pretty shocking.
The next thing you knew, the premier was holding her own press conference, exclaiming in somewhat dramatic fashion how we were not going to be changed by terrorists, how we would carry on with our lives as normal so the terrorists don’t succeed in doing what they want to do—scare the crap out of us. Well, she didn’t exactly use the word “crap”. But you get the drift.
Over the past week, we’ve learned a few more things about these terrorists. They are a couple who live in a basement suite on the mainland, both having had trouble with drugs, the male having also had several arrests and charges mainly for petty crimes. They don’t have Muslim names, but apparently became enamoured with that religion over the past year or two via a family that befriended them. They did not belong to a mosque, nor was there any evidence that they had ever had any connections or interactions with terrorists groups on line. The pressure cooker “bombs” had been made inert before they ever got to the legislature lawns, so no one was actually in danger.
Do you know where I’m going with this? It was the RCMP themselves who used the words “inspired by the Al Qaeda ideology” and “self-radicalised” at the initial press conference. This begs the question, who is trying to scare who? They apparently spent months following these two as they allegedly taught themselves how to make bombs, they must have known everything there was to know about them; they had little money, the woman was on a methadone treatment program, they guy had his run ins with the law, the fact that they DIDN’T have any connections with ANY terrorist groups. Should I say that again?
Honestly.
And our premier was too soon caught up in the hype too…trying to be “presidential” in her dramatic speech at the legislature. Come on. Could you have found out more about it first before you did your Bush-like mount on the 9-11 rubble?
Don’t use those kinds of words. Especially when they aren’t true. These two were idiots, that’s all. Why they did what they did (if they actually did it), is anyone’s guess.
THAT’S what we have to stop; pretending that everyone who does something stupid is somehow “Al Qaeda” inspired.
Guns Are Not Culture
I barely paid attention to the news story about the shooting at Santa Monica College the other week. Here we go again, I thought. And then I went about my usual routine.
It’s actually a horrible tragedy. But you find yourself thinking that the numbers are the real reflection of just how tragic. If only five people died, well, that’s not as many as in 9/11, or at the movie theatre shooting a couple of years back. Not as many, so not as important.
Which is the real tragedy. Since then, that story has faded from the news.
Last month when my husband and I were in Las Vegas, I noticed that one of the “tours” you could take, according to a pamphlet, was to a shooting range. They even have pink guns for the girls, someone told me. Pink guns? One day we set out to find the old Welcome To Las Vegas sign and saw about 30 military guys in uniform, complete with their automatic weapons, running toward the sign. At first I thought something bad was up, of course. But when I saw the smiles on their faces, I realized that they were just heading over to the Vegas sign en masse to have their picture taken. Yikes. One of the last “tricks” in the Penn & Teller show we saw in Vegas involved the firing of guns in the theatre. That was the only thing that turned me off in a show that was otherwise very entertaining.
I guess I will never understand what some call “gun culture”. Kind of an oxymoron, really. I can only imagine, however, that if you were brought up around guns, being without them would be equally as strange. There’s a kind of casualness that comes from people who own them and use them that makes me uncomfortable; an indifference in the shrug of their shoulders. So what? And that casualness is why the U.S. will continue to lose 32 people PER DAY to a homicide by firearms.
“I wouldn’t mind firing a gun”, someone said to me recently. She was just curious as to what the experience would be like. I can kind of understand that too. But I would be leery of even that temptation. What if it made me less determined to be against them? What if I actually enjoyed the experience? That’s what would scare me most.
Guns are bad, they are just bad. They were made to kill, and how could anything…ANYTHING be good about that? Then I read this story today, about a 5-year-old girl in New Orleans:
“A preliminary investigation indicates the child was home alone and had somehow come into contact with a .38 revolver and accidentally shot herself in the head,” police said in their statement.”
Well, that is pretty much the only argument you need to make about not having guns.
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