Weapons and War in Neverland
I don't like guns. I've tried; I've gone to the range for target practice with an open mind. The feel of cold, hard steel in my hands didn't give me any kind of thrill, satisfaction or sense of empowerment. I don't like the idea of them, the danger and real death and destruction that they help cause, and have a hard time accepting that they are a part of the world we live in. That being said, my boys have nothing short of a small artillery of nerf guns, swords and other weaponry at their disposal. From the minute they could grasp a handle, we've ingrained swordplay into their psyche. Every stick and wrapping paper tube has become a play implement of death, perfect for smiting aliens, bad guys and offending little brothers. Just the other day I encouraged my sons to go outside and shoot each other with their new high-powered nerf guns they got for Christmas. It's a conundrum that I know many other parents must deal with. Some don't allow gun play o...