I am reminded of Tennessee Ernie Ford's fine rendition of Sixteen Tons, the pre-union coal miner's poignant lament.
"You load 16 tons, what do you get/Another day older and deeper in debt/Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go/I owe my soul to the company store."I suggest that members of Congress who plan to oppose legislation banning civilian assault weapons and high-capacity ammunition magazines contemplate, whatever their religious professions, that they may owe their souls to the National Rifle Association and the weapons industry.-- Robert G. Landolt, ArlingtonHave more to add? News tip? Tell us

