In the beginning, there was the word.  That’s usually what starts most violent confrontations.  Words can be used for good or evil.  Likewise with firearms.  Papers you would like to keep secure.  Protections from incriminating yourself.  And so on.

But what happens when one or more of those constitutional rights collide at the same time?

The f**knuts from Westboro Baptist seem determined to find out:

As families mourn the lives that were cut short in this unspeakable horror, an extremist group has announced they plan to congregate at the scene of the tragedy and offer praise to God for ‘executing his judgement’ – an unthinkable act amidst the sorrow overwhelming the quiet town.

If only words had a five day waiting period so that the Department of Education could run a background search to be certain that the free speaker did not harbor ill intent with his assault vocabulary.  Words with four, sometimes even five syllables.  High capacity locquacity. Nobody needs to carry around that type of firepower in every day conversation.

Nobody in their right mind anyway.  Loners maybe.  The kind of quiet nerds who learn words that they put in suicide letters.

Were that fully automatic flapping gums more tightly regulated, neither the offender or offended ever need know the root of their mtual animus.  Limit dictionaries to under 10,000 words.  If you need more than that then apply for a Class-3 toastmaster’s license.

A gun is such a clumsy weapon.  You shoot it towards someone’s stupid body and icky stuff runs out until they don’t talk anymore.  Words on the other hand…well-aimed words do the same thing internally.  And high-capacity assault words are the worst.  If spat rapidly enough and in the right grouping they can break your heart and wrench your guts.  Possibly forcing you to drink and drive or maybe even shoot yourself.   Don’t tell me words are less lethal.

For the safety of all involved, I hope that President Obama will show the same fortitude he did against the Youtube director of that anti-Muslim film towards the Westboro travelling choad show.   Come on, Barry.  Does somebody have to burn down an embassy to get some attention around here?

This calls for meaningful action regardless of the politics.

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