Exhuming William Borah

“Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children. This is not a way of life at all in any true sense. Under the clouds of war, it is humanity hanging on a cross of iron.”
― Dwight D. Eisenhower

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Charles Whitman set the standard for modern mass shootings "without a cause" in 1966, when he sprayed the University of Austin campus with bullets from its central clock tower. (Click on image for best resolution.)

Stephen Paddock's brother called him "just a guy", and indeed he was.  His well-planned, perfectly orchestrated antics in Las Vegas were really nothing out of the ordinary.  Another broken record for Guinness, he simply raised the bar for the next aspiring civilian mass-murderer on U.S. soil, and pushed the privatization of war to a whole new level.  No surprises here.  What else would be expected from the most warlike Empire in history?  Welcome to The United States of America.  We've been perfecting war for profit for more than 241 years now.  Rough figures I've compiled indicate that the U.S. Military has been busy on battlefields for a total of over 460 years, fighting somewhere in the neighborhood of 106 separate wars.  Obviously there's been considerable overlap, lots of simultaneous fighting, and very little down time.

Through the end of the nineteenth century, the U.S.A. busied itself with nation-building.  There were millions of inconvenient Indigenous impediments to eliminate, and covetous European countries to conquer.  Manifest Destiny required rivers of blood.  From 1900 until present day, with most borders firmly established, the U.S. Military has busied itself with the tremendous task of controlling world resources, managing trade, and taming rogue nations who sought to play outside the established rules of what would become the world's most powerful and feared superpower by mid-twentieth century.  For Empire's citizens, war is, and has always been the norm.  Just business as usual.  We are assured that our bravest and best in the world military fights our battles so we can enjoy our freedom.  Little children learn to stand in reverence, pledge allegiance to the Stars and Stripes, and aspire to wear the uniform of the beloved fighting man.  Their fondest dreams include firing the next generation of assault rifle at some, yet to be determined, enemy.  Toy manufacturers have long made those dreams come true with authentic plastic replicas, complete with everything but real bullets, blood, and guts.

Charles Whitman dead, at 25, killed by 3 policemen who managed to access his "sniper's nest". Product of a violent, devout Catholic authoritarian family, Whitman, a former Marine sharpshooter, had a high IQ (139) and loved hunting. His father said of him: "Charlie could plug the eye out of a squirrel by the time he was sixteen." (1)

If "Happiness is a warm gun." as the Beatles told us, tongues in cheeks, U.S. citizens must have about the happiest trigger-fingers on earth.  With the N.R.A. owning the souls and reelection hopes of nearly every U.S. Senator and Congressman, talk of gun control never takes a serious turn.  The most we can expect from our lawmakers is a basket load of bogus prayers and crocodile tears.  Every time another aspiring mass-murderer takes to the streets, self-proclaimed Liberal voices meekly propose Band-Aid fixes.  Mandatory gun registration, assault weapon bans, closing the gun show loophole, no open carry, background checks, and on, and on, and all I'm hearing is blah-fucking-blah.  And why?  Because every human being on earth is capable of murder, and guns are the easiest, most efficient means to kill.  Each one of us teeters on the breaking point.  Some much closer than others.  I decided at a very young age, never to allow guns in my house, because if I had access to them, I'd surely be wasting away in prison by now.  Case in point:  I can think of nearly 600 people in Washington, D.C. alone, without whom this country and the planet would be better off.  Too bad Paddock wasn't about 2400 miles east of Vegas when he snapped, went off his rocker, and rat-a-tat-tatted his way into history.

The Las Vegas Massacre was nothing special.  In Afghanistan, Iraq, and Syria, similar violence against a civilian population would barely make the news.  Ours is a violent society.  We think nothing of bombing foreign humans into oblivion.  Unquestioningly we watch as our leaders send the U.S. Military into combat zones across the earth, creating chaos wherever it goes.  We thank those who wear the uniform of death for their service.  We love having the baddest, meanest armed force in history, and our violent mindset spills easily and naturally into our everyday lives.  Americans love their guns.  They love the power, they embrace their collections of steel phalli, and if you even suggest disarmament, they'll blow your sorry ass into next week.  U.S. citizens won't voluntarily buy into any form of gun control, for any reason, any time in the foreseeable future, no matter how many of their friends, neighbors, and relatives are slaughtered.  Savagery is embedded in the National Genome.

Sen. William Borah: a maverick Republican, his contradictory mix of idealism and often reactionary politics (he prosecuted William "Big Bill" Haywood) showed the typical lack of ideological clarity and consistency common in America.

There will be no meaningful domestic gun control until the day we eliminate war as a means for settling disputes, gaining new national boundaries, and controlling foreign national resources.  Which brings us to U.S. Senator William Edgar Borah.  Idaho elected Borah to office in 1907, and kept him there until his death in 1940.  The highest mountain in the state is named Mount Borah, and Senator Borah's ideas may yet help mankind find a high point in history.  In 1923, still haunted by the carnage of World War I, Senator Borah introduced a resolution in the Senate, which announced and defined the desire of The United States to abandon the war system in favor of strict adherence to world law.  The following is an excerpt from The Borah Resolution:

"...be it resolved, that it is the view of the Senate of The United States that war between nations should be outlawed as an institution or means for the settlement of international controversies by making it a public crime under the law of nations and that every nation should be encouraged by solemn agreement or treaty to bind itself to indict and punish its own international war breeders or instigators and war profiteers under powers similar to those conferred upon our Congress with the power to define and punish offenses against the law of nations; And be it resolved further that a code of international law of peace based upon the outlawing of war and on the principle of equality and justice between all nations, amplified and expanded and adapted and brought down to date should be created and adopted."

Stephen Paddock was just a guy.  Like your neighbor, your friend, your brother.  We won't stop the next escapade by requiring registration, background checks, or limiting the size of the tools of the trade.  The terror of mass murder is the direct result of the acceptance of war.  The United States of America is a runaway train, loaded to overflowing with atomic bombs, bunker-busters, cluster bombs, landmines, tanks, fighter jets, missiles, rockets, and munitions of every caliber, shape, and size.  It is on a collision course with all the hopes and dreams of our children, and has trashed any semblance of freedom, safety, or happiness anywhere on earth with the endless specter of war.

I've climbed countless mountains in my lifetime, but Mount Borah presents by far the greatest challenge.  The actual mountain has a direct and easy route to the summit, but Senator Borah's resolution never got off the ground.  Too many profiteers had made their fortunes through the bloodshed of World War I.  If he were alive and pushing his resolution today, Borah would likely be laughed right off the Senate floor.  Ending the cycle of violence appears to be an impossible chore.  My friend John Rachel has a plan http://jdrachel.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Peace-Dividend_Cover_400x600.jpg , and what I believe to be a viable one.  It offers substantial monetary rewards for those who sing the song of peace on earth.  If it caught fire, The Peace Dividend would insure the ouster of N.R.A. whores in Congress, replace them with peace candidates, and put an end to war.  This would signal a final and welcome end to the Dark Ages, and pave the road to total disarmament, both militarily and publicly.

And if I hear even one of you Second Amendment jackals out there whining about your God-given/Constitutional right to own guns, I'm going to buy myself a Glock, shove it in your mouth, and blow your pea brains into the next county.  And that, my friends, is why nobody can be trusted with a gun.  Each one of us teeters on the breaking point.  Some much closer than others.  Don't make me come over there!

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⁽¹⁾ SOURCE: WIKIPEDIA