What Is The Difference Between a Pacifist and a Victim?

Written by Kathryn A. Graham

One of my greatest personal heroes, Robert A. Heinlein, once stated flatly that a male pacifist was a contradiction in terms. Heinlein was a brilliant writer, one hell of a philosopher, and very seldom wrong.

He was wrong this time.

He should have said that a male victim is a contradiction in terms.

Heinlein may be forgiven, though. No writer is perfect, and it is a common mistake to confuserepparttar ideologically committed pacifist withrepparttar 126049 chronic, or professional, victim. Heinlein himself was a pacifist, although I do not believe he ever realized it, but he was never a victim – and he certainly had no shortage of testosterone!

This subject has been very much on my mind forrepparttar 126050 last day or so.

I have a lifelong and very dear friend who is utterly and absolutely opposed to everything I stand for concerning firearms. I am aware of this, and I have tried and tried to accept it. I am seldom too terribly shocked by what comes out of his mouth, but this time he caught me totally flat-footed and left me completely speechless.

He related to me just yesterday that a couple of years ago, his thirty-year-old daughter came to visit him. He was talking to her as she was unpacking inrepparttar 126051 guest room of his home, and when she got torepparttar 126052 bottom of her suitcase, there was her little handgun that she traveled with.

He was shocked and enraged. He informed her that he had not only never fired such an abomination, he had never even touched one, and he insisted that she remove that instrument of Satan from his home immediately and leave it in her car.

Unfortunately, she did as he asked without a murmur. I would have removedrepparttar 126053 pistol also, but I would certainly have removed myself as well, both from his house and from his life. Permanently. Then again, I may have misjudged his daughter just a bit. It’s true that she’s never come back for another visit. Smart girl.

I wonder if my friend has any idea of what that little tale that he related to me with such glowing and self-righteous pride reveals about him, and about his feelings for his daughter? Let’s take a closer look.

First of all, and most obviously, it is very, very clear that he does not love his daughter. I have a bit of insider knowledge there, as I was aware that he had made no effort to see her in twenty years, but I would have realized this particular fact anyway.

He actually considered his blind terror of an inanimate piece of hardware to be more important that his daughter’s safety, and she had just driven from California to Texas to visit him!

As an aside, my own father loved me very, very much. If my father had ever learned that I had made such a trip without a firearm, he’d have tanned every scrap of hide right off my backside, thirty years grown or not! As a matter of fact, he’d have raised holy un-shirted hell with me for leaving it inrepparttar 126054 bottom of my suitcase and not in my purse or pocket!

Not Harry. He was able to pull his soul out and polish it and tell himself what a wonderful Christian he was, and he’s been patting himself onrepparttar 126055 back for it ever since.

Sadly, my friend Harry is a professional victim. He subscribes torepparttar 126056 pseudo-morality that says that it is better to suffer any indignity – even die – than to use force in your own defense orrepparttar 126057 defense of another. If he is ever mugged or robbed, I am quite sure that I will have to attend his funeral, because he will not lift a finger to help himself.

Harry really isn’t an evil man. If anyone came to his door hungry, he would feed them. He is kind to animals. He pays his bills. He drinks in moderation. And he has a sense of humor that is wicked and delightful. I enjoy his company very much – or I did until he found out I carry a gun. Now that I know his views onrepparttar 126058 matter, I will never visit his home again (because I am never, ever unarmed), although we have a professional and friendly relationship onrepparttar 126059 Internet andrepparttar 126060 telephone.

Man needs to stand upside down sometimes to see things better

Written by Khalid Osman

An Issue From: "Thoughts Generation"

The place ofrepparttar current thought: Eritrea (onrepparttar 126048 upper eastern part ofrepparttar 126049 Horn of Africa).Onrepparttar 126050 main street inrepparttar 126051 capital city of Asmara.

The time: Just three years after Eritrea independence from Ethiopia on 1991. The independence was acheived through an armed struggle lasted for 30 years.

The occation: As a journalist working 30 years on this field,10 of them in Eritrea alone,I used to gatherrepparttar 126052 topics for my job fromrepparttar 126053 streets,the people,the Europian weather those days,the smelling ofrepparttar 126054 national feelings andrepparttar 126055 experience of a revolutionary front changed cloths,cars and of course seats and secretaries.

The scene: An old field fighter,used to leave his camp atrepparttar 126056 morning to wander acrossrepparttar 126057 Independent Street.He crossed towardsrepparttar 126058 same place ousiderepparttar 126059 Cathedral where he used to stand upside down for a while several times a day. His hands onrepparttar 126060 earth and his feet onrepparttar 126061 Cathedral`s wall he seemed to be more happy than when he faced this picture standing on his feet.He looked deeply atrepparttar 126062 people,the buildings,the cars and whatever or whoever there passed by.He changed this position,each time he got satisfied.The last time he got satisfied was just half an hour afterrepparttar 126063 sun set.He stood up and walked his head waved left and right.

There was a deep sorrow and regret on his eyes.

He had his last attitude every day,before his daily 4 doubles congnac.He left his last joke onrepparttar 126064 audients`ears inrepparttar 126065 last bar on his way to his camp.

The deep sorrow and regret on his eyes fastened his steps onrepparttar 126066 road.

Psycho Analysis: Some people thought that he was mad.My friends thought that too.Even some of my friendsrepparttar 126067 fighters andrepparttar 126068 veterans thoughtrepparttar 126069 same way. I was not.I never thought that he was a psychopathic.

I am so convinced thatrepparttar 126070 up-side-down veteran is pretty sane,more than me and my various friends without prejudice.

The up-side-down veteran worked outrepparttar 126071 comming deterioration his own way.He declared his silent point of view his own way.Things seemed to him as not normal at all.The events seemed to that standard pretty bad than his expectations.The blood of about sixty thousands of his comradesrepparttar 126072 martyres, seemed as run to waste.The beutiful picture ofrepparttar 126073 independence he dreamt about during his hard long struggle was changed into something false.Humans seemed to him as walking on their heads.Builings and trees as standingrepparttar 126074 opposite way. Every thing was not standing, walking or sitting right.That`s exactly what he was viewing actually.So he had strong desire as to see thingsrepparttar 126075 right way they are.

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