Java Zen:Thinking Out Loud Wednesday, 2018.07.18
Any tool dropped while repairing a car will roll underneath to the exact center.



Reflections On Guns and Freedom

I came across this post, Guns and Freedom, by Bill Whittle from December 17, 2002.

When I was a little kid, I asked my dad (who had served in the latter days of WW2 in Europe as a U.S. Army intelligence officer) about images I had seen of really huge numbers of prisoners being marched to their execution, guarded by perhaps five or ten men with rifles. I wanted to know why they didn’t just rush the guards? I mean, it’s one thing if they were heading to another crappy day at work camp, but these people were being marched off to be killed. I mean, for God’s sake, what did they have to lose?

I was six. My dad looked at me. He’d been to the camps, seen some horrible things. When I asked him why they didn’t fight back or run for the woods, he said, without any arrogance or pride or jingoism, “I don’t know Billy, I can’t figure that one out myself.” Then there was a long moment. “But I can’t imagine Americans just walking off like that, either.”

United Airlines flight 93 is a sobering validation to the impression Bill Whittle’s father has of Americans. In the span of a mere 28 minutes unsuspecting and unprepared American citizens figured out they were under attack, planned and executed a counter attack and in doing so prevented the terrorists from hitting their intended target of either the White House or the United States Capitol.