Thursday, January 17, 2013

"The Right To Bear Arms": Were the Founding Fathers Wrong?


**Disclaimer: I realize that this is going to be a controversial stance for me to take on gun control, especially among my lovely community of conservative friends and family. I want to invite you to completely disagree with what I am about to argue. Please realize that I respect all of you, and believe that we are all entitled to our own opinions about this issue. So, for the sake of respect, I would ask any of you who disagree with me or with each other to keep your comments polite, civil, and to remember that even though you are not talking directly to someone's face, you are still engaging with another human being who deserves to be treated with generosity and kindness. 

As a student of history, I believe that it is incredibly important to put historical documents within their appropriate context in order to better understand the original motivations and meanings of the words that the document contains. Every society, though there may be many commonalities between societies, is an entity that can only be completely understood by the people who comprised, formed, and experienced it on a daily basis. It is important to realize that the things that are important to us in American society and culture today are not the things that were important to American society and culture in the late 1700s and early 1800s.

One of the supreme differences between America today and America 350 years ago is that today we are not an occupied nation. We are not in the middle of a bloody revolution with forces made up of our untrained private citizens. In fact, we are currently the most formidable military power in the world. We have a military comprised of several different branches of trained military personnel, all with specific purposes aimed at defending our country's private citizens from invasion, acts of terrorism, and internal conflict. Why, then, do private citizens feel the need to own firearms at all?

As far as I can tell from the arguments I have been exposed to recently, most NRA members and those in opposition to any gun control measures point to a specific clause of the the Constitution as their raison suprême. To quote, "A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed." As with other clauses of the Constitution, the second amendment at first seems to be a blunt, specific statement. And at the time it was written, it certainly would have been specific enough. A milita still existed in the United States on December 15, 1791, when the Bill of Rights was officially ratified. In fact, in the newly created nation with an infant army, a militia was still a necessity. The threat of European conflict (see the War of 1812) was still an imminent possibility. At this time, taking away the rifles (rifles, which I must point out, were only able to fire a maximum of 45 shots per minute, a laughable amount when compared to our modern technology) of citizens who may be called on in the event of an attack on the nation would have been ludicrous. 

In the context of our 21st century world, however, the intent of the second amendment becomes more vague. Because we are not an unstable, newborn nation without proper means of defense, we no longer have the need of a militia. Of course, when the second amendment is quoted by the NRA and others they most often, and conveniently, ignore the first part of the amendment, choosing to focus on the "right of the people to keep and bear arms [...]." What I have yet to find is any reasonable justification behind their insistence that any citizen ought to have the right to own a gun with little (and, in some circles, ideally no) regulation by the government.

Unlike many anti-gun campaigners, I am not going to take this opportunity to bash the policies concerning private sales of guns or the so-called "gun show loophole." Statistics simply do not reflect that guns sold at these venues or by private sellers have any significant impact on the crimes committed in the United States. What I find to be more of a problem than any policy on the regulation of firearms sold and purchased in America is the attitude toward a real and dangerous threat in our country today.

Why are Americans (who, let's say, have purchased firearms legally) willing to take the risk that someone may use the gun that they own to do serious harm to another human being? If we are all completely honest with ourselves, is it not our job as citizens to try our best to protect our communities? When a person brings a firearm into their house, they relinquish a significant part of their ability to perform this duty. It is impossible for a private citizen to prevent unauthorized access to the guns that they own at all times. Anyone looking for an opportunity to acquire a gun for illicit purposes that knows a gunowner if they are motivated enough will be able to find the means and opportunity to acquire that weapon without the knowledge of the owner. The guns used in both the Columbine and Sandy Hook Elementary shootings were guns that were purchased legally and then used without the permission of the owner to commit heinous crimes. Is owning a gun simply for the pleasure of owning a gun reason enough to allow the risk of instances like these to continue? Is it not worth sacrificing a few individual liberties in order to better provide for the safety and security of our communities?

Let me now return to my original title. Were the founding fathers wrong to include the second amendment in the Bill of Rights? Within the context of their society, of course not. When George Washington said, "Firearms stand next in importance to the constitution itself. They are the American people's liberty teeth and keystone under independence … from the hour the Pilgrims landed to the present day, events, occurences and tendencies prove that to ensure peace security and happiness, the rifle and pistol are equally indispensable … the very atmosphere of firearms anywhere restrains evil interference — they deserve a place of honor with all that's good," he said it within a very specific set of circumstances. These circumstances, however, are no longer applicable to our country's situation. Certainly President Washington would not consider the overwhelming number of gun-related crimes committed in the United States today worth the risk that the "right to bear arms" now presents. 

Sunday, December 18, 2011

insecurities

i've been thinking a lot lately about my flaws. mostly these thoughts stem from a handful of failed relationships, a general feeling of being taken advantage of, and other pitiful things that i could whine about endlessly. essentially, i try too hard to get people to like me. that is the root of my problems. i pander, simper, and brown-nose my way into people's lives, hoping that if i say the right thing, do the right thing, and am there for them enough that it will matter. the truth is, none of it matters. at the end of the day what these people think they admire, respect, or even, yes, love, is a lie. i've had so many people tell me that they are intimidated by me because they think i'm perfect. nothing else anyone has ever said to me has made me hate myself more. if i'm completely honest with myself, i want people to see my flaws. i want them to know every horrible detail of my selfishness, pride, conceit, and brokenness. i want them to see it plainly, and to tell me that it doesn't matter. i want to be loved, respected, and known. i don't want admiration. i don't want praise. i want to be vulnerable, and for others to see the strength in that vulnerability. but i am terrified of all of this being too much. i'm afraid that all i will get in return for exposing the depths of my heart is rejection, disgust, or hatred. even worse, i'm afraid of pity. i wish i weren't afraid of all of these things all the time. i wish i could get over my fear of abandonment. i wish i could just be me, and that that would be enough. but how can i do this when i've been told over and over that it isn't enough? how do i dig myself out of the pit of insecurities that others have dug for me, and i have willingly let them toss me into?
i've decided that i'm going to stop lying. i'm going to stop covering up the hurt. i hope that by this someone will choose to know me for who and what i am: a broken-hearted, determined, and resilient woman who tries her best to make life better for those around her. i hope that they see that the reason i want so badly for others to like me is that i want to be able to care for people the way i want to be cared for. i want to give the gift of unconditional acceptance that i wish someone had given me. i want them to feel that they don't have to perform in order to gain my respect and love. i want them to know beyond the shadow of a doubt that no matter what, i will always do my absolute best to be there for them when they need me, and even when they don't. maybe this all sounds dramatic, but i don't really care. i think everyone, whether they will admit it or not, wants exactly the same thing. they're just too afraid to say it.
how's that for honest?

Sunday, March 27, 2011

so...

i think it's about time i actually posted something, since the last time i did was the beginning of the semester and now i only have 6 weeks until the end.

here are the highlights of the year so far:
1) having the best lab group in biology history. we're such screw ups. can't even extract a little DNA from a banana without splattering fruit all over everyone at our table. it's awesome.
2) definitely have the best roommate ever. so many escapades.
3) cried for the first time in public. it's a strangely freeing (but mostly embarrassing) feeling.
4) making an A in a math class. first time since geometry. YES.
5) decided that i'll work in acquisitions for a museum someday. would that not be the best job ever??
6) co-starred in a short film my roommate is working on with some of the best people in the world.
7) got so bored at 1 A.M. that my roommate decided it would be fun to try to crawl into bed with every girl on our hall. we succeeded. people really shouldn't leave their doors unlocked.
8) was having such a great conversation that i totally didn't notice the 4.7 magnitude earthquake that hit.
9) hit the weight room in the gym for the first time ever. (shhh)
10) worked on a couple of art projects just for the heck of it. this hasn't happened in a long, long time.

so, it's been a pretty uneventful semester. i'm very literally out of exciting things i did. still loving college. still have the best friends in the entire world. life is good. :)

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

great adventures... :)

today was the first day of class. there was snow on the ground -- a first for a texas girl like me. despite being stuck in the weather for a couple of days, i did make it back to school. best of all, my alarm decided to set itself for p.m. instead of a.m. and i woke up 15 minutes before i had to be in class. i wrote out my schedule on my hand, threw my books in a bag, dressed in a jiffy, and made it to class on time. i feel like a real college student now.

best thing? i didn't forget anything in my scuffle to get ready. win. major win.

Monday, January 10, 2011

stuck.




muskogee, oklahoma. this is what i get for trying to go back to school.