I came home from a lovely lunch with my mom to headlines that 27 people are dead in an elementary school not far from where I live. At least 18 are children. One account said that the gunman opened fire in a kindergarten classroom.
I’m going to repost what I wrote after another (of the many) mass shootings we’ve had in our nation this year.
Comments are closed on this post. When I have a crystal-clear picture of the kindergarten class my boy was in last year and how a shooting might have played out there, when I am getting calls from our school superintendent warning that there will be visible police presence at school when I pick my children up today, I really don’t give a shit about debating whether or not permissive gun laws might sometimes enable brave cool-headed citizens to be heroes and prevent some crimes, or whether or not our wise forebears really thought that citizens should have easy access to weapons of mass murder that enable them to kill strangers in movie theaters and malls and workplaces and kindergarten classrooms.
If it weren’t so easy in this country for unstable, angry, alienated people to obtain weapons of mass murder to enable their psychotic rage, then 18 (at least) parents wouldn’t be burying their babies a week before Christmas. And honestly, while I know I’m supposed to say that no one wants to take away the guns of law-abiding people, blah blah blah, given that today’s gunman apparently obtained his murder weapons from his dead mother’s house (the mother he murdered) I think that a society in which there were fewer guns, period, would be a safer, a more humane society, a better society. A society in which guns, particularly guns designed explicitly to kill people rather than for hunting, are so rare that it’s nearly impossible for suicidal or murderous people or young kids messing around to find a gun to shoot themselves or others, a society in which a crazed young man is simply unable to take out his rage on a classroom full of kindergarteners because he cannot find a weapon with which to do that…yeah, that sounds pretty good to me.
And I refuse to believe that the Prince of Peace whose birth we celebrate in this season would ever argue that violence is a sensible way to combat violence.
I’m going to pick up my kids from school, thinking constantly of those who can’t.
For Christians, Gun Control Should Be a No-Brainer
Reposted from July 22, 2012
Again, I awake to news of an inexplicable mass shooting, people gunned down in the most mundane of places, this time a movie theater. Again, I read the same worn arguments from anti-gun control folk, who insist that a legally armed citizen might have stopped alleged gunman James Holmes before he killed a dozen people. Again, I wonder if this time the ready availability of firearms in our country will become a topic of thoughtful discussion rather than a mere blip in the news cycle. And again, I wonder why Christians aren’t bringing the same dedication to talking about guns as we do to other issues, notably abortion and homosexuality.
When it comes to gun violence, Christians too often either say nothing, or parrot a conservative political position embodied by the NRA and others who, all evidence to the contrary, insist that guns in the hands of law-abiding citizens are more likely to prevent senseless violence than enable it. (Some far-right Christian folk insist on the right to arm themselves against a government intent on destroying religion and oppressing its citizens.)
The gun-wielding-citizen-as-protector ideal is nonsense. Police officers go through hours of specialized training to help them discern when the use of deadly force is justified. As we know from not a few front-page tragedies involving police shootings, despite such rigorous training, even the best-trained officers don’t always get it right. Yet we want to believe that an armed citizen with a few hours of practice on the shooting range will be able to make split-second judgments well enough to ensure that the only people who end up dead are the bad guys. We don’t have to look any farther than an early February morning in a Florida gated community to know that such a belief is sadly misplaced.
Perhaps some well-meaning gun-toting citizen could have stopped James Holmes before he murdered a dozen people. Or perhaps that gun-toting citizen would have been perceived as a threat and gunned down by the police (or another gun-toting citizen). Perhaps that citizen, shooting in a dark theater of panicked people instead of on a quiet shooting range, would have missed the target and upped the death tool to 13 or more. Perhaps he or she would have accidentally killed a teenager with nothing more threatening on him than a box of Skittles.
Christians ultimately look for guidance not only to common sense, but to Jesus and God as portrayed in Scripture. On issues of sexuality and babies, Jesus and the Bible can be a bit murky. Yet Christians consistently speak on these issues with certainty and passion. In contrast, Jesus was crystal clear on the question of whether violence is an acceptable response to violence, on whether arming ourselves with fists or swords or guns is the way to protect ourselves from fists and swords and guns. Nonviolence—turning the other cheek, keeping your sword in its scabbard even under threat, loving your enemy—is a centerpiece of Jesus’s gospel.
For about 18 months, I was a regular contributor to a women’s blog hosted by Christianity Today, the premier magazine for evangelical Christians. In January 2011, I told the blog editor that I would like to write something about guns in response to Jared Loughner’s shooting of Representative Gabrielle Giffords and others in a Tucson supermarket. The editor was hesitant, but said she would read and consider what I wrote.
I sent this essay* to my editor, and received an enthusiastic e-mail back, in which she praised me for writing a piece that not only put a clear feminine spin on the tragedy, but also raised the issue of gun control gently. On a Thursday afternoon, she wrote, “I’ll post this first thing in the morning.”
That Friday morning, I opened up the blog and found, instead of my piece on the Tucson tragedy, a review of a year-old book about dating. When I e-mailed the editor to ask what happened, she said she had decided to show my post to some higher level editors, who killed it. She quoted them as saying that they felt they “cannot win” on the gun-control issue with their evangelical readership.
Huh. I didn’t realize that winning was the goal of our Christian witness to a violence-saturated, self-absorbed, consumer-driven culture.
My guess is that the editors really meant, “We might lose subscribers if we post an article suggesting that it might be time to reconsider a ban on assault weapons and large-capacity magazines designed to mow down as many human beings as possible in the shortest possible time.” (My tenure as a Christianity Today blogger, by the way, ended eight months later, when editors, tipped off by some particularly venomous commenters, read things I had written on my own blogs and decided that my views were not sufficiently pro-life for their evangelical readership—the term “pro-life” applied solely, of course, to a particular view on abortion rather than a broad concern with how we treat and interact with other human beings, including those on either end of a pointed gun.)
Gun control is not about winning or politics or fantasies of well-played vigilante justice. It’s about taking weapons of mass murder out of the hands of those who would use them for ill (such as James Holmes) as well as those who would use them for good but possess the universal human capacity to screw up (such as George Zimmerman).
Gun control is about following the One who didn’t leave us a clear road map for issues around babies and sex (which doesn’t stop us from preaching our own positions on these topics as God’s will), but left no question about how his people are to respond to violence. We are to put aside our weapons, even when our instinct is to use those weapons to protect the people who are most precious to us.
From Matthew 26:
While Jesus was still speaking, Judas, one of the Twelve, arrived. With him was a large crowd armed with swords and clubs, sent from the chief priests and the elders of the people. Now the betrayer had arranged a signal with them: “The one I kiss is the man; arrest him.” Going at once to Jesus, Judas said, “Greetings, Rabbi!” and kissed him.
Jesus replied, “Do what you came for, friend.”
Then the men stepped forward, seized Jesus and arrested him. With that, one of Jesus’ companions reached for his sword, drew it out and struck the servant of the high priest, cutting off his ear.
“Put your sword back in its place,” Jesus said to him, “for all who draw the sword will die by the sword.”
And those who live by the gun—who look to guns to protect us from guns—will die by the gun. Again and again and again. Until we decide we’ve had enough.