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A Killing Country

Amendment II. 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.     It is on the basis of this amendment that gun advocates maintain the right to have personal weaponry in their possession, with no limits or regulations.   I cannot see how the National Rifle Association (NRA) or other gun-toting entities conclude that this Amendment gives citizens carte blanche to own and use their firearms indiscriminately. First of all, each state already has a “well regulated Militia” called the National Guard, which in my mind eliminates the need for individuals to “keep and bear Arms,” since that is precisely the National Guard’s role.   Not only does each state have its own National Guard, but the country as a whole also has a well-regulated Army, Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard and now a Space Force, which would seem to be enough fire power to maintain the security of not only th...
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Memories

My mother takes me downstairs to visit the neighbors. I am bewildered because we are on cordial terms with them but not particularly friendly and we’ve never been inside their home before.   An extended family lives there, including a newly married couple.   As we enter the house, we are ushered into the young wife’s bedroom, where she lies in bed surrounded by family members and guests.   Beside her bed is what looks like a chamber pot half full of blood with a fleshy blob floating in it.   After a while, the mother-in-law hands me the pot and asks me to show it around to everyone in the room, as though I am serving a platter of cookies.   Each woman peers in, shakes her head and murmurs something sympathetic.   I feel like I am being helpful, but I dislike the task. Memories are odd things.   We can’t be sure that they are accurate.   I have a hard time making sense of this bizarre memory, but it recurs, triggered by nothing in particular. ...
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Bessie

I have been thinking about the invisible among us.   Bessie was the maid at the boarding house, owned by Mrs. Harris, where I spent vacations from boarding school in England.   At that time, I never considered her or thought much about what her life might be like, but a few months ago I was reading Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris, a novel about a char woman who saves her money to go to the House of Dior to buy a beautiful gown.   I thought of Bessie. Bessie would have never dreamt of such an adventure. She was old and walked in a stiff-ankled stomp.   She was skinny with grizzled hair that escaped her cap, part of the uniform she wore, a black dress under a white apron—an unkempt imitation of the maids in the estates of England at the turn of the 20 th century. She lived in the underbelly of the house and served as cook and housekeeper. I never bothered to find out exactly where Bessie “lived”, where she slept or passed her off time, if she had any, but she may have had...
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Witch Hunts

The first time I landed in the United States, I flew in to Idlewild Airport (now JFK) in New York. As I waited for my luggage it was hard to miss a huge billboard exhorting us to KEEP GOD IN AMERICA.   Was God about to hop the next flight out? Over the years I have come to realize how ubiquitous this kind of easy religiosity is in the United States.   It is easy to proclaim KEEP GOD IN AMERICA, but what does that entail? I say easy because it seems to require little more than spouting simplistic aphorisms and feeling self-righteous.   It parrots mindless adages about morality and good and evil without actually considering the actions that would make them meaningful.   It is on a par with platitudes like “America, love it or leave it.” “America right or wrong.”   How do people think they are contributing to the well-being of their country or themselves with simplistic jingoism, be it religious or nationalistic? Watching some films from the 1950s, I would gues...
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Those Pesky Women

  The Equal Rights Amendment (ERA) guaranteeing equal rights to all Americans regardless of sex, has been shuffling through the halls of power, waiting to become part of the U.S. Constitution for 99 years. According to the Women’s League of Voters, Alice Paul, a suffragist, wrote the Amendment in 1923. It was passed by Congress almost 50 years ago in 1972 and was finally ratified in January 2020. The full text of the Amendment is: Section 1: Equality of rights under the law shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any state on account of sex.  Section 2: The Congress shall have the power to enforce, by appropriate legislation, the provisions of this article. Simple enough. But it has yet to be added to the Constitution because the National Archivist, was instructed by the Trump administration to block its certification.   I heard about this obstruction on the radio as I was driving to babysit my grand-daughter.   When Congress first passed the...
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In the Time of HIV/AIDS

  I had no particular reason to go to San Francisco in 1975, but a friend had moved there and was feeling very much at home, so I decided to join her.   I had dropped out of the PhD program at the University of Washington, having decided that teaching college English was a cutthroat business and not what I wanted to do. Spending some winter months in Montreal convinced me that it was not for me.   I was at loose ends, and San Francisco was as good a home as any. My work experience up until then was editing engineering journals and law books, so I started sending out resumes to any company that was remotely connected to those fields.   I landed a job as a “technical editor” at large engineering firm, which meant I was responsible for writing proposals in response to requests from prospective clients.   The technical editing department was quite large, about a dozen of us, managed by a staid man, who I later learned was gay, and he had hired several gay men and ...
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Refuge

  I have often wondered what it takes to really feel that a place is yours and that you belong to it.   A large percentage of the world’s population ends up in a different place than the place they were born, some 244 million people, according to the Pew Research Center. Some are voluntary migrants, but a substantial number are refugees who have left their countries to flee violence, persecution or war. In the United States we like to say that we all originally came from someplace else, meaning our ancestors did, not necessarily we ourselves.    Americans whose ancestors came here generations ago do not see themselves as refugees or immigrants.   They boast about the fact that their families have been here for generations, as though that is a personal achievement.   There are societies they can belong to if their ancestors came on the Mayflower or fought in the Revolutionary War and so on.   In Colorado where I live, people could get vanity car lic...
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