Showing posts with label Crime. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crime. Show all posts

Friday, March 30, 2018

On Guns

I don't own guns, but I have handled and shot a variety of firearms, from a .22 handgun to a 30 0 6 rifle. Somewhere in this house I have some great photos of myself shooting cans in the middle of nowhere, New Mexico, and if I can ever find them, I'll add them to this post. Shooting is fun, no doubt. Not so fun that I want to own a gun; I was persuaded that a gun in the home is more likely to be used for domestic injury than for self defense and I decided I am better off without them.

Regarding hunting, I respect people who kill and dress their own meat more than I respect people who eat meat out of the grocery store. Factory farming is heinous and any attempt to undermine it, whether it be by killing your own, going veg, or limiting your meat purchases to small farms that nurture the animal from birth to slaughter, meets with my approval. I find sport hunting and captive hunts unconscionable violations of an individual animal's autonomous right to life.

My husband owns a 12 gauge shotgun and a .44 magnum Blackhawk. He once shot and killed a bear who was carrying away his sheep. I've never seen his guns; they are currently in a safe in storage in a town other than the one we live in. He doesn't miss them.

Lately, I've found that the pro-gun response to suggestions of various control methods is simply, "that won't work." Well, you know what? You have no idea whether it will work or not. One huge problem in addressing gun violence is that no one knows what will work, because until last week, the Center for Disease Control (CDC) was not allowed to use congressional funding to do any research on guns. The new spending bill clarifies that the CDC can in fact do firearm research, and I hope that they will. I am optimistic that this country will go further in that direction, in part due to the heroic organizational efforts of the inspirational Parkland students, but I remain concerned, because the NRA still exists.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

#IAmComplicit

"A product of its time" is not an excuse, but it is a reason. I am embarrassed about some ways I've contributed to the culture. I can only apologize.

The Facts of Life, my very, very favorite show, a show that I believe was hugely ahead of its time regarding its commentary on many social issues of the time, a show that can do just about no wrong in my eyes, is guilty of minimizing sexual assault and contributing to rape culture.

In Part 1 of the 2-Part fourth season finale "Graduation" (1983), Roy the delivery man makes an appearance. His unrequited crush on Jo is a running joke for a couple of seasons (the entire storyline is problematic and will be discussed elsewhere). In this episode, Roy arrives announcing that he has a graduation present for Jo. What is it?



Following Jo's assault, the other girls proceed to make jokes about and to make fun of Jo for "kissing" Roy! Jo tells them that it's not a laughing matter, but no one makes the connection to the last time Jo was sexually assaulted or to the time Natalie was the victim of an attempted rape.

The phrase "a product of its time" is meaningful. It is certainly not an excuse for sexual assault. It is hard to explain what I am trying to say without sounding like a rape apologist.

Friday, July 8, 2016

An apology from a worthless ally

“Another black man was executed by the police last night.”

“I heard – the guy selling CDs.”

“No, another one. in Minnesota.”

Alton Sterling. Philando Castile. The latest two names on a list that I was going to try to write out here, but I don’t know how to do it right. How far back should I go? What about all the ones we don’t know about?


 “Seriously, fuck a white ally, I need a white accomplice, freedom fighter, revolutionary on our sides. The march I want to see go down: white folks marching on every damn police station in this country and shutting it down, filling up the jails, stopping the flow of traffic and disrupting commerce. It's not like we won't be out there, we always are, but can you all really step up in ways you have never imagined and take arrests, hits and blows, we need a rest. P.S. if this offends you, too bad. We are getting killed every 28 hours and less by the people that we pay to serve and protect.” – Rosa Clemente, via Facebook

I’m a person of color, but few know that by looking, and I get the attendant privilege that comes with being perceived as white. I once was driving in downtown Denver with two young black men – a colleague in the CU admissions office and a student volunteer – when we got pulled over for nothing. Once the cop ascertained that I was there of my own free will and we were heading toward a work event, he let us go.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Uber Bullets: The fallacy of reactive fear

On Saturday, a man in Michigan opened fire on three separate occasions, ultimately killing six people and wounding two. It turns out the guy was an Uber driver, and the majority of headlines about the incident have made reference to that fact. Predictably, the resulting media scuttlebutt included comments about Uber’s screening process, and Uber itself issued a statement defending its hiring practices.

It’s not at all uncommon for people to follow an unfortunate incident with “I’ll never do that again.” Got food poisoning at a restaurant? You’ll never go there again. The airline lost your luggage? You’ll never fly that airline again. And clearly, there’s some logic to it. Obviously, when something is unsatisfactory, one way to express such dissatisfaction is by “voting with your feet,” i.e., ceasing use of the product.

It’s different, though, when one has a bad experience with something one knows. Shit happens, and if a reliable service screws something up once, that’s not necessarily an indication of an irredeemable decline in quality. In fact, sometimes one incident off the rails makes it less likely that a similar incident will happen again as the organization seeks to plug any perceived holes about its process.

I conducted an informal poll among my associates this morning about whether they’d change their Uber habits after Saturday’s shootings. I’m pleased to say that one hundred percent of the respondents said they wouldn’t. The only person who said she wouldn’t use Uber after Saturday didn’t use it anyway because she already had suspicions.

Indeed, Uber has reasonably pointed out that, since the shooter had no criminal history at all, there was no background check or process that would have revealed that he was a danger. Short of ordering a complete psychological work-up of any applicant, a process which is surely too burdensome to expect (and again not at all a guarantee of identifying the danger), I don’t see a reasonable way that Uber itself could have prevented this incident.

I am not a champion for Uber. I don't use it but I have no objection to it; I’ve been an Uber passenger with others before and I once took an Uber called by a Good Samaritan to the emergency room when I crashed my bike and broke my hand. I simply remain resistant to downloading apps, and the times I haven’t been able to walk, bike, or take transit to where I have to go, I’ve simply hailed a cab. For a progressive I’m awfully resistant to changing my habits.

It doesn’t much matter to me whether this incident sinks Uber or not, but it frustrates me when people knee-jerk react to things like this rather than rationally evaluating what the true implications are. Most Uber drivers, like most people, are likely decent individuals. Most people selling items on Craigslist are honest. Most people using dating services are just looking for a nice person to go out with. It’s impossible to weed out every possible risk on these platforms, just as it is in the real world.

In fact, the people put in the greatest danger in Kalamazoo on Saturday were those who might’ve had nothing to do with Uber at all. The gunman didn’t shoot his own passengers; it seems the safest place to be in Kalamazoo during this shooting spree was this guy’s Uber.


Terrible shit happens in the world. A terrible thing could happen to any individual, even if that person does absolutely everything as safely as is possible. Obviously the consequences of this particular brand of “unlucky” were horrible. It would be more horrible, though, to stop living because of what “might” happen.