Rampage: The Social Roots of School Shootings by Katherine S. Newman
In this blog, I have written a great deal about rampage school shootings, mainly prompted by the shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary in Newtown, CT. But I have been teaching about them for nearly ten years. When I was an the General Assembly of the Unitarian Universalist Association last month, we adopted an Action of Immediate Witness “Affirming Congregational Commitment to Gun Violence Prevention.”
A few years ago, one of the members of our congregation led a service that was essentially a lecture from one of his courses. I thought that I could probably do that.
Summer Service: Making Sense of Rampage School Shootings
Sunday August 3 at 9:30 am: A few weeks ago, the General Assembly of the Unitarian Universalist Association adopted an Action of Immediate Witness that called for “congregational commitment to work for gun violence prevention initiatives.” The Fourth Principle of Unitarian Universalism is “A free and responsible search for truth and meaning.” What does the academic discipline of sociology have to contribute to our understanding of rampage school shootings?
Richard Hudak, President of the UUCiA, will share a close reading of Katherine S. Newman’s Rampage: The Social Roots of School Shootings, which he discovered on a shelf in Memorial Hall Library in Andover. This close reading is informed by nearly ten years of teaching this book to classes in complex organization, introductory sociology, the sociology of war and peace, and death and dying. Learn how this research monograph is a well-executed and important piece of public sociology, what five factors are “necessary but insufficient causes” of rampage school shootings, and what policy options may make rampage shootings less likely.
Please join in dialog about preventing gun violence.
“Solstice Stones” on the top of Holt Hill, Ward Reservation, Andover.
Today is the Summer Solstice, the stillpoint of summer, the longest day in the Wheel of the Year. A few years ago I wrote a stanza of this poem, and I have since “finished” it, by adding a stanza that was missing. (The first stanza appears in a post on Mabon, the beginning of autumn “Tumbling Toward Mabon.” 9/17/12) Please enjoy this time to pause, but also celebrate abundance with abandon.
This time of year I
Like a bit of dry tinder
Easily woken by the birds
Crackle in a blaze of
No creature anchored to this
Can choose but to
Lean toward that fire
Greeting its moist green gifts
Where it kisses the earth.
I am enjoying the pause before the final push of the first summer session class. Next week,I get to teach about strategic nonviolence, peace movements, and peace education.
I will miss teaching social movements in second summer session, and I could really us the dough, but I am going to treat July and August as a sabbatical. As an adjunct, I don’t really ever get one.
In a week, I also lose the sling and start driving again. I still won’t be able to carry anything heavier than a cup of coffee in my right hand, but I’ll take it. I got to 145° in the overhead plane in physical therapy Wednesday. Who can say what today will bring? Maybe the surgeon will move me to active range
of motion after I see him on July 2.
Chris Wallis, author of Tantra Illuminated, posted a video of “Machi” by Peia on his Facebook feed. He highly recommended taking a few deep breaths, and watching this fullscreen. One experience I had was feel how precious is our Mother Earth, who is so embattled these days.
Here is the album on Bandcamp.
I’m halfway through the first summer session at the university. I’m five weeks post-op. My passive range of motion is increasing beyond 90° in the overhead plane.
We pay so much attention to the things that occurred dramatically, all at once. We don’t pay enough attention to those things which occur incrementally. Yet the earth rolls toward and away from the sun each day; it circles the sun every year. The flower bursts forth in its own good time, still managing to create drama. The fruit ripens on vine or branch, and seeds grow in these secret places.