Over the past week or so I've deliberately sought clarification from individual gun owners regarding the NRA's stated desire to retain the right to own automatic weaponry. By far, the most frequent reason I've heard has been, "They're fun to shoot." One gun owner elaborated in a man-to-man way that the fun is augmented when the target is a stick or two of dynamite.
The Book of Genesis quotes a furious God as rebuking the murderer Cain with the words, "What hast thou done? The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground." Since Christmas I've wondered what plaintive, confused voices God must hear crying from the blood which stains the ground of Newtown, Conn.
By all appearances, the 20 children slaughtered at Sandy Hook Elementary School on Dec. 17 were sacrificed on an altar of monstrous, imbecilic irresponsibility, on behalf of a relatively small but powerful demographic which our legislators have pampered and enabled for far too long.
Bipartisan agreement on background checks is nice, and long overdue, but it's only a beginning. The blood of those children cries out to me and to every other American with a sense of reason.
That innocent blood will also begin to stain the hands of every citizen -- and every legislator -- who continues to oppose the moral imperative governing the ability of law enforcement to track and instantly locate every single firearm in this country and deny vastly tougher punishment for the perpetrators of gun crimes.