Josh Marshall wants you to know that an unwillingness to keep and bear arms is a virtue
After all, he pays taxes for police and a standing professional army, does he not? He’s covered. So for him to get his hands dirty — and that’s what gun ownership is, a kind of uncouth, quasi-racist filth caked to the paws of those anti-commonsense gun-nut extremists we’ve been hearing from lately, who watch too many movies and fantasize about using their firearms to protect their families or communities (like that ever happens), or who think the 2nd Amendment is a check on government (like a government would ever turn on its largely disarmed people) — why, that’s just not who Josh is. He is above such tawdriness. Removed from such gauche, manual considerations.
Rather, Josh is proud that he, as a member of the civilized, educated class, has put the onus of protecting his family or community or even some nearby innocent from immediate threats in the hands of law enforcement and the military alone — often in contradiction to state constitutions, I might add, which either adopted or served as precursors to the USC for what comes to count as a militia, with distinctions being drawn between the professional militia, the ready militia (able males 17-45 and those who wished to become citizens) and the reserve militia (everyone else, including women and chilren). Or “the people,” all of whom were expected to defend the country should the need arise.
That is to say, Marshall is overtly proud that he’s surrendered his duty as a first responder for himself and his family and, in extremis, his community or nation, for the cheap grace of claiming no taint from the demon metal / polymer killing machine so fetishized by those who don’t recognize that arms are for hugging (and aborting fetuses), not for the pleasure or yahoos who believe themselves some bulwark against imaginary tyrannical evil. Besides, everyone knows the best weapon is an ostentatious new law coupled to a good, hearty Twitter sneer campaign. Drop bon mots, not bombs!
Yet, for all the posturing and the cheap grace expressed within the gun-free, beta male, anti-liberty manifestos of “progressives” like Marshall, what one finds at its heart is a sense of relief. That is, by openly disclaiming any responsibility to be a first responder for his family — and cloaking that abandonment of duty in faux moral rationales and attempts to shame those who would themselves resist such an ignominious surrender of a mandate implied by natrural law — what Marshall and others like him are hoping to do is forgive themselves in advance for their own cowardice, and to lay the blame elsewhere for any failure to keep themselves and their families safe, whether that blame be placed on slow law enforcement response times, or too many “assault weapons,” or magazines with large capacities.
It is a preemptive deflection of blame posed as a principled stand against “gun violence” — without acknowledging that “gun violence” that kills bad men, when perpetrated by good men, is not something we as a society should be aiming to curb.
Marshall muses that if the world were as safe with everyone armed as it is with no one armed, he’d choose the latter. Which, fine. Then we can all keep unicorns as pets, and the sky will open up in a burst of delightful hard candy. But rational humans would respond to such wishcasting by noting, for instance, that it was firearms that became the great equalizer, particularly for women brutalized by men, or for minorities hounded by supremacist groups who sought — like the modern-day progressive — to keep them meekly armed, if armed at all.
Making Marshall’s moral play a bit of revisionist nonsense that, at its core, is really just a plea for a beneficent police state.
Marshall and his cohort are fine living as slaves; their only insistence seems to be that they get the cushy room in the Big White house for so closely serving the master, and as a result are kept away from the field negroes who so repulse them. Like Uncle Toms.
Or, to take another tack, were Josh Marshall a country, he’d be Vichy France.
Look, I don’t give a rip if Josh Marshall wants to own a gun to potentially protect his family. Perhaps he feels he’s all thumbs and is more likely to blow his own loafer off than to ever repel a home invasion or some other violent threat. After all, it’s difficult mastering machinery that slack-jawed rednecks can sleep with without any fear, should the need arise.
But what I do find difficult to take is when that same effete beta-male, in order to justify his own cowardice, tries to make sure I’m in a state of unpreparedness right along with him. That he does this because he believes his other attributes then elevate him above the disarmed riff-raff just goes to show that in addition to being a coward, he hopes that he can legislate his way to becoming a procedural or legislative bully.