New Meaning to the Term "Pumping up"...

Note:
Neither cultural critique, nor out and out political comment is the function of this blog. Just writing is-about people: the children of the lesser... well, you know. But writing is a time-driven avocation, and shortages of it are never rare. I don't want this blog to suffer because of it. I'd like to write a story a month, but I'm very late now. That's why I'm entering today's page from my daily log, if you'll pardon my pun...well, you'll see that, too. It ain't art, but well, Dear Diary...

June 4, 2010

Some guy in England, uncharacteristically, went on a rampage and shot and killed at least twelve people and wounded twenty some others. If I’m hazy with the statistics, it’s maybe because that sort of event has become so common, I might be becoming (like everybody else) desensitized into a “What else is new?” disposition. This kind of thing doesn’t happen often in England, a practically gunless nation, but the total saturation with violence, the real and the invented kind, by every kind of medium, has infected very corner of the world. In this country, where everyone might as well be issued a gun and some ammo when he’s born, a happening like this just stirs up a chicken or the egg kind of debate over the right to bear arms: Would more guns have prevented a tragedy that was committed with a gun, or would no guns lessen the incidence of death by firearms (as they actually do in England)? The latter would seem to be a “Duh!” kind of perspective, but the gun fanciers in this country (not in the least, the NRA) have made it their mission in life to keep the people properly constitutional, armed, and suspicious of everybody. The difference between the almost thirty thousand deaths by gunfire in this country and the handful in England per year, is a value which the NRA is not morally nor intellectually capable of gauging.

Where once, the most common element of a psycho’s profile, was “knife as penis”, violence now is as common to even casual relationships as roses are. Rape is the newest technigue in sex. There’s very little stigma to anything anymore. Viagra, organ enlargers, sex jelly, and all kinds of enhancers for copulation are hawked openly on TV. They can put a gizmo in your penis so that you can pump yourself up an erection, It’s as respectable as plastic surgery, or a knee replacement.

But you can always join the NRA where they replace everybody’s dick with a gun—including the women’s.

Noe.