I was out and about doing chores for Kaitzer; subsequently I had a late start writing “Thoughts from Dr. Joe.” Since my brain was tapped out, I had no clue what subject matter to attempt to write about.
I crossed Gould en route to Starbucks and came face-to-face with a picture of a child holding an ice cream cone with a Kalashnikov rifle precariously balanced over his right shoulder. The boy highlighted the cover story, “The Face of War,” in that day’s Los Angeles Times. The kid was no more than 10.
I didn’t want to write about this. However, I was compelled to do so.
In conflicts around the world there is an increasing popular weapon system that requires negligible technology, is simple to sustain, plentiful, expendable, has unlimited versatility, and has an incredible capacity for both loyalty and barbarism. There is in fact no more concise end-to-end weapon system in the inventory of war-machines than children.