Feb. 7th, 2014

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In this excerpt, still dealing with his time in Argentina, we can see Francis's thought consolidating the idea that the free market can be tyrannical in its own right, while at the same time he is tripped up by the Church's own ideological constraints when it comes to the social issues.

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Anne Applebaum reminds us that Syria remains a gruesome battleground. Although the international community is apparently able to keep some check on Assad's chemical weapons, the dictator is not wanting for tools of massacre.

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But in our obsession with what is terrifyingly new, it seems we have forgotten that there are much older ways to kill large numbers of people. Certainly there is one weapon of mass destruction so ancient and low-tech that it doesn't even involve gunpowder, let alone the lethal tools we so dismissively refer to as conventional weapons. This method is called "starvation."

In medieval Europe, starvation was the de facto consequence of a siege. An army would surround a castle or a walled town, prevent food from entering—and then wait. The inhabitants would grow weak. They would lose their hair and their teeth. They would then surrender, or die in large numbers.

In the 20th century, dictators used starvation not just as a battle tactic but also to murder people who did not fit into their vision of an ideal society. Before resorting to more "industrial" methods, Hitler used starvation to kill Jews: Nazi soldiers shut them in ghettos, closed the doors, and shot children who tried to smuggle food in through the sewers. Stalin used starvation to kill Ukrainian peasants: Soviet soldiers confiscated their grain, forcibly removed food from their larders, and blocked roads so nothing could reach them. As in the Middle Ages, the Jews of the Łódź ghetto and the peasants of Kharkiv district grew weak, lost their hair and teeth, and then died. Millions of people were thus murdered, without a whiff of sarin gas or a particle of plutonium.

Nowadays, "death by forced starvation" sounds like something from an old newsreel. But it is not. Right now, in the 21st century, the Syrian dictator Bashar al-Assad is once again making use of it. While the international community is haggling over his chemical weapons, the stuff of modern nightmares, he is following the example of his medieval and his 20th-century predecessors and deliberately starving thousands of people to death.

-- Anne Applebaum at Slate.com

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Playing that lovely bluesy, jazzy number “Bang Bang”, I found myself enjoying a couple of snippets of the lyrics, singing them myself, and I found myself wishing that I had learned to play the guitar. It wouldn’t have to be at an expert level. Couldn’t I master a few chords and fumble my way through a tune? It would fit in with that interlude I recently had of memorizing some songs to kind of sing. I would bang out some chords for accompaniment.

I don’t have any thoughts about trying to learn now, as I once tried to pick up the harmonica during the Bay Horse years. Though, if I was making friends with someone who played the guitar, I might see about a few lessons. Mostly, I regret not trying when I was in high school, when I saw some friends in a guitar class. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, because I was such a scholar and jock. I had more than enough on my plate. Now, I wish I could go back, so that I could see about taking that class.

I’m not beating myself up too much, though. Even if I had expert lessons, I suspect I wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing with it, no more than I can actually sing and carry a tune. But I do like the picture I have in my head: I’m just sitting back in an armchair, strumming a few chords and singing some snatches of “I Wish You Love”, “Come Rain Or Come Shine”, “It’s Only A Paper Moon”, “My Funny Valentine”, “In My Life”, and yes, “Bang Bang” (fixing the gender of the song, of course), not to mention songs such as “Heartbreak Hotel” and “Isn’t It Funny How Time Slips Away”.
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