Former Representative Gabrielle Giffords wrote an editorial for the New York Times expressing her disappointment in the Senate vote shortly after the attempt to expand background checks failed on Capital Hill. Their bile agitated, the usual right-wing suspects assaulted the survivor of gun violence from all angles, spewing personal attacks that questioned not merely her judgment, but her sanity. Of all the repulsive verbiage hurled at Giffords by the chorus of cowards, one word from Kevin D. Williamson’s tirade in the National Review Online stood out to me: Childish. Childish?
No sir, being childish is wanting to play cowboys and Indians beyond the age of 8 or 9.
Being childish is believing that more guns in the hands of more people will make America a safer place.
Being childish is throwing a temper tantrum and holding your breath every time someone utters the phrase “reasonable gun control.”
Being childish means you see the world in black and white, good and bad. Adults understand there are subtleties, shades of grey and trade-offs.
Being childish is to misunderstand the difference between justice and vengeance. Adults understand the distinction.
Being childish is being Ted Nugent.