I was sitting in my favorite coffee shop (Taste) this morning reading Heidegger's essay Building Dwelling Thinking when I came accross the saddest sight in the world. A young college student was sitting on the couch across from me reading her newspaper. She began to weep as she read . . . . this wasn't a wail or a sob but simply a silent lament.
Today's headline from the Independent and the Guardian reported the latest study of 655,00 Iraqis dead as a result of the war. I'm reminded of Monsieur Verdoux --Charlie Chaplin's first post-Tramp movie and indicting critique of Red Scar(e) America-- "Wars, conflict - it's all business. One murder makes a villain; millions, a hero. Numbers sanctify, my good fellow!" 
Bringing a child into the world raises the stakes . . . "How dreadful it will be in those days for pregnant women and nursing mothers! There will be great distress in the land and wrath against this people." (luke 21:23) For Monsieur Verdoux the stakes were high. After 30 years of employment Verdoux was canned during the depression . . . A wife and child at home --the business of the world cares not. "Maybe the unborn should fear birth more than the living fear death?"
We are in the age of the anti-christ . . . the great apostate murdering dragon who lives in the systems and structures of this world --
And we are all complicit in her scheme . . .
what will we do?
