Reader Y.W. e-mails an astute comment on our take on Code Pink's holiday campaign against war toys for little boys. (See "Look What Santa Brought You, Son--a Pink Frisbee!," Dec. 22, and also Carrie Lukas's article on the IWF home page.):
"As a 54-year-old male homemaker (my wife could make more money than I could), I forbade my son to watch overly violent films and to own toy guns. I taught him to use a real gun early, and we went target shooting whenever he wanted.
"People need to understand that real bullet wounds, especially to the torso, are a devestating injury. TV and movies present them as minor injuries. They most assuredly are not. Boys will be violent with or without my permission. I wanted my son to understand that guns aren't toys while validating his need for violence."
You make a good point, Y.W. And the point simply is that all the pink Frisbees in the world aren't going to do much to dampen male aggression, which can be a force for great evil or, believe it or not, great good.
