I agree wholeheartedly with this sentiment expressed by colleague Bill Sundstrom

Granddad had a gun

He died when I was still a kid, but his memory is vivid to me. He fished, and he hunted. He had German shorthaired pointers – sleek, nervous, beautiful dogs that might, or might not, help with the pheasant hunting: Pip, as I recall, was “gun-shy” and apparently useless for hunting– but no less loved for that. Fishing was something he wanted me to do– he gave me a beautiful lightweight fly rod, which was snapped by the car door closing, a strange sad fleeting memory. I’m not sure he ever wanted me hunting… was it that he had mixed feelings himself, or that Mom didn’t approve, or that he respected Pip’s misgivings, or that I was just too young? What I know now is that I still have no strong moral objection to hunting, given proper restrictions. But what I also know is that 2/3 of gun deaths are suicides, that wildlife are better appreciated through the lens of a camera or a pair of binoculars, that we have enough trouble with living that we don’t need to facilitate killing. So, basically, fuck the 2nd Amendment. Let’s get civilized.

I note that Bill also seems to be agreeing with Kieran Healey, on this issue, Fuck Nuance.  Source: Bill Sundstrom’s Blog

About mkevane

Economist at Santa Clara University and Director of Friends of African Village Libraries.
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