L'artisanat furieux

L'artisanat furieux

La roulotte rouge au bord du clou-

Et cadavre dans le panier

Et chevaux de labours dans le fer à cheval 

Je rêve la tête sur la pointe de mon couteau le Pérou.

Now before you get all crazy - there is a musical work by Pierre Boulez called "The Hammer Without a Master" on a poem by Rene Char.  It is surreal and way over my head try as I might;  just as the surreal discussions on talk radio and Fox about putting more guns in the schools to protect the students.

A short while back,  a fellow, young, just a kid really, dropped his book bag in a hallway, near his locker, in a school in LA.  In it was a handgun that "went off" and discharged a bullet hitting two students nearby.  The kid said he was sorry as he ducked into a classroom.

The kid didn't seem to have touched the gun. It fired "on its own" - obviously or probably by the force of the drop and impact.

A gun without a person. A hammer without a master.

Next time someone tells you that gun control is unreasonable and that guns don't kill people, people kill people, just read him the poem. He'll 'duck into a classroom too' as all this will go pop-zoom-biff over his head but at least you won't have to listen to one more dumb ass rationalization for this silliness.