GUNS, VIOLENCE, INHERENTENCE

REDEMPTION

My last article was entitled, “VIOLENT LOVE”. Tonight, on my deck overlooking a peaceful Aransas Bay, smoking my cigar, sipping Irish cream, I beagan thinking about the titular subject.

I am a native Texan, but not the stereotypical gun slinging redneck. I despise the government of this state. Governor, Lt. Governor, Attorney General are all cognitively challenged rednecks.

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We have towns named Winchester, Marlin, Remington, Gun Barrel City, Cut and Shoot, and, when you run out of ammunition, Shive. We also, to balance things out, have Paris, Rome, Muleshoe, and many other more peaceful names, but you get the idea.

Every state has it’s examples of the inheritance we have received from those courageous pioneers who set forth to build a nation founded upon the Democratic ideal, but found violence to be necessary for survival. It is now for us to correct this inheritance of violence with what may first seem to be a nonsensical commitment to a new paradigm, one of Spiritual emphasis.

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I grew up camping on Chambers Creek outside of Corsicana. We shot guns. 22s mostly, along with single shot 12 gauges, etc. Now I have a number of guns. I like to shoot. I like to hunt. I don’t like to kill. The last deer I shot, and the last dove, were 40 years ago. But, I like to shoot. I enjoy the hunt, but I hunt with a camera, not a gun. I don’t like to kill.