Monday, May 24, 2004
Cattle Prods and Hot Sauce
			  Ouch.  Trolling through the blogosphere today, I found that one of my favorites got something caught in his craw.  Now I don't consider my self exactly a Conservative nor a moderate.  Somewhere in between with a peppering of libertarianism.  When it comes down to brass tacks though, I find my self in the camp of the war-mongers.  Sure, I simper and cry every time I see a horrible waste of life or when a child gets hurt.  When I think of the gassing of the Kurds or the Killing Fields of Cambodia or the ravages of the Huns, it makes my stomach twist.  I try not to think of what men do to each other, they are self deterministic.  Its when men do things to children that I fall into a moral funk.  How could Saddam think that burying 30 thousand children in pits to save on the bullets is 'OK'.  It takes a pretty hard heart to tolerate, let alone instigate and commit violence against the innocent or the defenseless.  It brings me to the same place though.  If I had to slap a man to save my children's life, could I do it?  If I had to slap 2 men to save one of my children's life, could I do it?  If I had to kill a dozen men to save my son ... a very destructive path.  I'm sure there are moralists and intellectuals that would somehow pull a logical theorem out to show the fallacy of my argument, but this is not a institutional question.  It is a matter of love and ethics.  And we know which one usually loses when we need to pick between the two.
                          
			  
			
 
  










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