i hate guns.
in 1972, they'd just lowered the voting age, and i wanted to run for political office. i opted the one office that had absolutely no qualifications as a prerequisite: story county sheriff.
a freshman at the university of iowa, i ran my campaign out of my dormitory room, n269 hillcrest, and got quite a bit of local and national attention. my platform was basic: lock up the guns. i was going to be a hip, young andy taylor.
i lost.
i wish i hadn't, and i wish my gun policy was the law of the land.
it's not.
i tried to find a link to my favorite song from absolutely free, zappa's second album, "invocation & ritual dance of the young pumpkin." i failed.
give it a listen as you think about my zappadan daily musing.
the paper this morning had a sidebar story recounting the list of mall shootings in this country--since the first of the year!! the latest one was in omaha. immediately after hearing this radio flash, i called a friend who lives in omaha, to confirm he hadn't been at that mall. he hadn't been.
i don't give a flying fudgecycle about whether mitt's a mormon, but i DO challenge ALL presidential candidates to address without tap dancing how they justify the insane availability of guns--ALL sorts of guns--in this country. i don't care whether this kid's rifle [an sks assault weapon] was registered or not. i don't want him or anyone else to have one. are the second amendment people going to start marketing "a militia of one?"
from an alert reader: for that two-wheeled militia of one on your shopping list, feel and share this man's pain.
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