Readers know that I mostly am concerned on this blog with matters concerning the Anglican Communion, the current unpleasantness and other oddities of life in this fellowship. I delight in being part of the Anglican Communion and am saddened by the madness that seems to have engulfed us.
Every once and a while, however, I am reminded that Anglicans do not have a special franchise on madness. Looking beyond Anglican-land there is another shore, noted for amber waves of grain, purple mountains, and spacious skies and fruited plains. Actually, there are several such shores, lands blessed by rich history, languages, peoples and customs.
According to the BBC, it turns out that one such land, The United States, sent 110,000 AK47's to another such land,Iraq, for the purpose of helping people there restore their country to a semblance of peace. The US sent them, but seems not to have much of an idea just where they went. So, out there in Iraq there is now this river of AK47's, and an abundance of potential users. AK47's don't have many uses other than to kill people. Even when used by people only interested in defense, they are generous purveyors of death. How does one lose 110,000 licenses to kill?
We live in a strange world, where lands and peoples rich in history and culture are subjected to greater and greater madness by friends and foes alike. Maybe we would be better off if people simply STOPPED trying to make other people better by such strange means as supplying 110,000 AK47's for "peacekeeping" purposes and then losing them. When it all gets out of hand there is nothing left but the road to madness.
All of this is appalling, and saddening. I delight in my country and am saddened by the madness that we seem to have let loose. What began as a root-out-the-evil sort of campaign, seemingly pure and undefiled, has now become a quagmire of guns for cheap and a militia for every neighborhood.
Back here in Anglican-land - Come to think of it, maybe we would be better off if even here in Anglican-land people simply worked at minding their own business a bit, or at least resisted the temptation to help out by sending in purple shirted and other warriors for spiritual battle.