Monday, December 17, 2012

On Newtown and Guns

“The death of one man is a tragedy, the death of millions is a statistic” – Joseph Stalin (1879-1953), attributed.

I do not own guns.
My family has, both as sportsmen and to literally put food on the table during the Great Depression. It’s a sign of the diversity inherent in our country and in the people I’ve met throughout my 50 years that my Facebook feed following the Newtown tragedy was almost equally split between friends calling for gun control and, either peremptorily or in reaction to said calls, a staunch defense of the Second Amendment. One friend asked explicitly, “. . . tell me why anyone that isn’t a hunter needs the arms found (at Sandy Hook Elementary)?”
This is a reasonable question from the point of view of someone for whom the police and military have always been the good guys, the First Responders, the ones who ‘Protect and Serve’.  They can’t imagine why someone would need an assault rifle when there is a cadre of law enforcement and military personnel there to protect them. Why wouldn’t we register, limit, even ban some weapons if it would prevent tragedies like Sandy Hook?
And it probably would.
Despite the rallying cries of “Guns don’t kill people, people kill people”, guns are deadly. In what looked like a macabre controlled experiment, 23 children and one adult were stabbed in a knife attack in a primary school in the Henan province of China on the same day as the Sandy Hook attack. None of them died.
But to tie back to the opening quote, the point of the Second Amendment is not to prevent tragedies, it is to prevent statistics.
Stalin knew a thing or two about creating statistics. Estimates vary, but experts think Stalin was responsible for the deaths of 4 to 10 million of his own citizens. The accepted estimate of the number of Jews slaughtered in the Nazi Holocaust is 6 million, this after the passage of the Regulations Against Jews’ Possession of Weapons effectively disarmed the Jewish community in Germany. Untold millions of these victims were children as well, far too numerous to post each one’s name on a pair of photo-shopped angel wings to be shared on Facebook had the technology existed.
We, in twenty-first century America, find it difficult to imagine our police or our military knocking down our doors, rounding up our neighbors, attacking their own citizens, but the framers of our Constitution did not. They lived through it. And they provided, as a fundamental right, a means for their citizens to fight back against it and to ‘throw off such government, and to provide new Guards for their future security’ via the Second Amendment and the right to bear arms.
You can argue that this right to self-defense is only nominal – that any armed resistance would be crushed swiftly and through overwhelming force. You can argue the Second Amendment is an anachronism, a relic from an age where one had to hunt down his own meals and defend himself on the frontier. You can argue the cost of innocent lives like those at Sandy Hook Elementary is not worth the benefits the Constitution affords us.
But please, let’s make these arguments in the proper forum. No half-way registration laws. No incremental laws restricting certain classes of weapons now and others later. No city-specific bans in violation of the Constitution.
If we must disarm ourselves, the only proper forum is a Constitutional amendment. Nothing else will suffice. If this issue has reached a true crisis point (and not simply a parade for posturing politicians to jump in front of), both sides owe it to our citizens to use the mechanism afforded us by the very instrument we purport to uphold. Do not pass reactive laws. Amend the Constitution if you must.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Steve Forbert - Dec. 6, 2012

Steve Forbert pulled into the Old Rock House last Thursday night as part of their Listening Room Series. If you remember Steve Forbert at all, it’s for his almost top-ten hit ‘Romeo’s Tune’, a poppy gem from 1980, or perhaps his cameo as label-mate Cyndi Lauper’s bewildered date that shows up at the end of the ‘Girls Just Wanna Have Fun’ video.
Much more than a one-hit wonder, Forbert has a catalog of tunes, especially his first run with Nemperor in the late-70s/early-80s and his first ‘come back’ – two solid albums for Geffen in the late 80s/early 90s – that has placed him in my personal Top Ten of singer/song writers and ranks him as one of the most under-rated purveyors of that breed. Forbert was the last of the media-dubbed ‘New Dylans’, earning himself a shout-out in Loudon Wainwright III’s ‘Talking New Bob Dylan’. I try to catch him (failing more than I’ve succeeded) whenever he’s in town. Paul joined me for this particular evening. I had a spare ticket and thought I’d keep it in the singer/songwriter guild. I think he left as a new Steve Forbert fan.
After a few awkward minutes on stage for a final check of sound and placement of harmonicas (no green room/no harp techs here), Forbert kicked off into ‘Thinking’ from his debut effort of nearly 35 years ago. An effortless, if unflashy, acoustic guitarist and full-on folkie harmonica player, Forbert mixed early with new with a few covers (especially fellow Mississippian Jimmie Rodgers), taking requests for one three song set (hint to live performers: have the audience shout out a lot of requests and pick the three you were going to play anyhow).
That yielded The Oil Song.
Written in 1977, the full version now tops a dozen verses of which Forbert played four – all about spills that have happened since the song was originally put to vinyl. On top of new verses to old songs, the new material played off his last album, “Over With You”, and last-decade live staples like “Autumn This Year” shows the man to still have a potent pen.
Despite sounding great with a full ensemble (his 25th anniversary DVD features Springfield’s own The Morells/Skeletons as his backing band), Forbert’s stated preference (and probably financial necessity) is to travel solo. Not so much a warning as a template for rock-n-rollers who, like all, must age, gracefully or not, (and I really don’t want this blog to end up as ‘aged rock stars as metaphor for life’ despite the Chuck Berry review), Forbert seems comfortable with where he’s ended up. (Hell, even the ‘Old Dylan’ is not the old Dylan anymore). But then again he saw it coming in the 80s as he explained when he sang ‘I Blinked Once’:
The 70s was ten long years
Ten long years to sing a song
It kicked off with a New Years’ cheer
I blinked once and it was gone
He finished his ‘non-encore’ set (again, the lack of a backstage makes for an awkward transition from show to encore at the Old Rock House) with ‘Romeo’s Tune’ and closed the night with the rocker that closed his first album “Alive on Arrival” – a message for everyone hoping to follow their dream as Forbert has followed his – ‘You Cannot Win If You Do Not Play’.