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he World Economic Forum in
Davos, Switzerland, is usually
fixated on the future. Most years,
the attendees are dazzled by
some country, company or technology
promising to burst forward, force
change and dominate the next decade.
This year, the focus has not been on
the future but the past. People delved
into history to debate what caused
Russia’s invasion of Ukraine. The Swed-
ish finance minister explained why his
country, which hasn’t been at war since
the Napoleonic era, was breaking its
more than 200-year tradition of neutral-
ity with its bid to join NATO. The Finnish
foreign minister recalled Finland’s resis-
tance to Moscow’s aggression in the
Winter War of 1939 to 1940.
In past years in Davos, companies
plastered storefronts and buildings with
jubilant signs cheering on dynamism,
acceleration and disruption. This time,
there were far fewer placards and slo-
gans (some of them meekly promising
sustainability or progress on climate
change). The one genuinely cheerful
sign I saw said, “Will the Saudi GDP now
be fuelled by YOLO, FOMO and
WYWH?” With oil at over $100 a barrel,
the Saudi regime has much to be excited
about.
The storefront that dominated atten-
tion was one that used to be booked for
years by Russians, who hosted lavish
cocktail parties and caviar tastings
there. Now it has a sign in the window
that reads in small, clear type, “This used
to be the Russian House in Davos. Now
it’s the Russian War Crimes House in
Davos.” Sponsored by Ukrainian busi-
nessman Victor Pinchuk, the new look
includes rooms filled with striking imag-
es and stories of Russia’s barbaric ac-
tions in its campaign against Ukraine.
Ukraine dominated Davos this year,
and most people I spoke to were quite
unsure how this war would end. That
played into a larger sense of uncertainty
about the world that we are heading
into, a world of multiplying risks. “We
know the risks that are out there are
large,” Tharman Shanmugaratnam, Sin-
gapore’s senior minister, told me. “They
are not about black swan events, coming
out of the blue. A pandemic was predict-
ed; Russia’s invasion was a known
possibility. Another pandemic, more fre-
quent climate crises, these are not just
possible but likely. We can’t keep expect-
ing and planning for a return to calm,
untroubled times.”
A former central banker told me that
economic policymakers felt that they
were in uncharted territory: “The old
model — where inflation moves up ever
so slightly, and then you raised rates a
tiny bit and all was well — that’s dead.
We’re in a new world, and we’re all just
experimenting.”
There is a broader foreboding, a sense
that the period we have just lived
through — the three decades since 1990
— might have been an unusual, perhaps
even unique era, one in which the
great-power politics and geopolitical
tensions that normally dominate and
define international life were absent.
The giddy trends of recent times —
globalization, the information revolu-
tion, democratization — were trends
built on an edifice of power, the United
States’ superpower status. But that
strength has been waning for some years
— following Iraq, the global financial
crisis, covid-19 — and now is being
challenged, first by China and then
Russia.
In all this gloom, there is one distinct-
ly hopeful sign. Europe is acting with a
greater sense of unity and purpose than I
have ever seen before. Every European
leader I spoke with believed that Russia’s
aggression has sparked a revolution of
sorts across the continent. The Euro-
pean Union has shown remarkable unity
on sanctions and is slowly but steadily
coming together on energy policy.
These successes could evolve into
greater coordination on foreign and
even defense policy. Europeans have
realized, at a fundamental level, that
they were taking peace and stability for
granted, and that it might now have to
be created and sustained by hard work
and commitment, in part by building
hard power of their own and deploying
it strategically. There are serious de-
bates about ending the slow, consensual
process of E.U. decision-making that
allows one country, such as Hungary, to
veto its efforts. The most lasting legacy
of this crisis could be a new role for
Europe as a more purposeful strategic
actor on the world stage. But for that to
happen, this experience in uniting
against Russia has to work. Only success
can breed more success. Failure will
doom this experiment.
The founding fathers of the European
Union — like Robert Schuman and Jean
Monnet — were steeped in history and
determined to ensure that war did not
break out again in Europe. Today’s
European leaders need to infuse their
day-to-day decisions with a similar sense
of history. Fifty years from now, no one
will remember whether growth slowed
on the continent for a couple of quarters
in 2022 or if Brussels had to pay extra for
natural gas from the United States. What
they will recall is the answer to one
question: Who won the war in Ukraine
— Vladimir Putin or the West?

FAREED ZAKARIA

The one

hopeful sign

coming out

of Davos

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he culture war — intent on
leaving no human emotion un-
soiled — has even invaded our
grief.
Some mock “thoughts and prayers” in
response to a school shooting as the
expression of pious impotence. Why
doesn’t someone actually do something
to prevent the mass murder of children?
Why waste our efforts appealing to a
silent or absent God?
But the closer you get to inexplicable
tragedy, the more prayer takes on a sad
salience. After the massacre this week in
Uvalde, Tex., the Getty Street Church of
Christ welcomed people who came to
pray. One local pastor, Marcela Cabralez,
first made sure her two grandchildren
were safe before offering comfort at the
Hillcrest Memorial funeral home, where
parents and surviving children had gath-
ered. Some children were screaming;
others seemed catatonic. “Cabralez said
she started to pray,” The Post reported,
“with some of the children repeating
after her.”
It is an honor to join in such prayers.
Yet it is deeply frustrating that case
after case of mass murder passes with-
out meaningful public response. The
reaction of a working political system to
the Buffalo and Uvalde murders would
be to exhaust the most promising policy
approaches.
What principle of constitutional self-
government requires that the permissi-
ble age to purchase an AR-15 should be
18 rather than 21? A recent ruling from
the U.S. Court of Appeals for the 9th Cir-
cuit affirmed the right of 18-year-olds to
buy what most of us would call “assault
weapons.” Its reasoning? “America would
not exist without the heroism of the
young adults who fought and died in our
revolutionary army.”
In fact, the enlistment age for the
Continental Army was 16 — just 15 with
parental consent. Some served at age 14.
Is this a sufficient legal and historical
basis to allow young teens to purchase
nearly military-grade weapons in 2022?
This type of “originalism” is indistin-
guishable from idiocy. Why should one of
the rites of passage for every 18-year-old
include access to tremendous firepower?
While we’re at it, why not strengthen
and tighten federal background-check
laws? We know these measures have kept
millions of guns out of potentially dan-
gerous hands. But other massacres have
revealed loopholes in the law that Con-
gress has every reason to close.
A nd why not pass national “red flag”
legislation, which would allow law en-
forcement officers to confiscate weapons
from people whom a court deems dan-
gerous to themselves or others? Nine-
teen states and the District of Columbia
already have such laws, with varied
degrees of success among them. But they
are being used. Florida has invoked its
law more than 5,800 times since passing
it in 2018.
We don’t have enough information to
know whether this type of law would
have prevented the Uvalde murders. But
it seems possible that a bullied, socially
isolated dropout with increasingly errat-
ic and violent behavior and a disturbing
social media presence could have been
noticed as a threat.
Honestly, I don’t know how effective
any of these three ideas — reducing the
permissible age for gun sales, strength-
ening background checks and passing a
national red-flag law — would be in the
prevention of mass shootings. But I
know that none of them is remotely
unconstitutional. And I know that a
healthy legislative process would pass
these laws, closely monitor their effec-
tiveness, consider improvements to
strengthen them and then examine other
promising ideas that emerge and pass
other legislation.
This process would certainly be more
useful and humane than placing impos-
sible burdens on parents (left to consider
faddish foolishness such as bulletproof
backpacks) and children (subjected to
terrifying active-shooter drills in which
flashing sneakers are supposed to attract
deadly attention). What we face is a
public policy problem. It demands origi-
nality, boldness and perseverance from
legislators. And they are currently being
watched and judged.
The most difficult aspect of this diffi-
cult problem is a dark myth that lies at its
heart. There is a plausible (but not, to
me, compelling) argument that serious,
semiautomatic firepower is useful for
hunting — leaving your elk, I suppose,
pre-tenderized. Others make the case
that the protection of hearth and home
from invading criminals requires rapidly
fired munitions that seem more suited to
the Donbas battlefield. Others argue that
any regulation of guns amounts to an
elitist attack on their unique culture.
Still others assert that high-powered
weapons must be kept in the hands of
American citizens — weapons that can
easily depopulate a classroom, a church,
a synagogue, a movie theater or a grocery
store — to be used against the American
government when the moment for revo-
lution arrives. In this argument, the
protection of children and minorities
from harm takes a back seat to the
treasonous insanity of ersatz patriots.
This could be a prodigious source of
American bloodshed. And it is truly
frightening.

MICHAEL GERSON

I pray with

the grieving —

and for bold

action on guns

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n Tuesday, a gunman target-
ed a fourth-grade classroom
at an elementary school in
Uvalde, Tex., killing 21 peo-
ple, 19 of them children. On May 14, a
gunman shot and killed 10 people at a
supermarket in Buffalo. On April 12, a
gunman shot 10 people in a Brooklyn
subway station. We’re 145 days into
the year, and there have already been
213 mass shootings in the United
States.
The problem is mental illness.
The problem is lone-wolf gunmen.
The problem is soft targets.
The problem is evil.
The problem is them, over there; it’s
their fault that the kids keep getting
killed.
Wrong. The problem is you.
Way back in 2008, presidential
candidate Barack Obama was casti-
gated for saying that some Americans
“cling to guns” and for suggesting
that this was unreasonable or un-
healthy. The evidence — which is to
say the pileup of bodies year after
year — suggests he was correct.
But other politicians, seeing the
backlash, learned what not to say.
They learned not to point fingers,
because they knew that they, too,
would be accused of hating freedom,
loving tyranny, overreaching in pur-
suit of control. They understood that
they would be shouted down and
then perhaps voted out.
They learned not to say the obvi-
ous: These mass shootings aren’t acts
of God. The status quo is bad. Our
lack of action on guns is killing
people, and someone is to blame.
But who?

You. It’s your fault.
You, the gun-obsessed minority
who lord over our politics and pre-
vent change from being made. You,
who mumble “thoughts and prayers”
but balk at action.
You, the constitutional absolutist
who believes that “the right to bear
arms” — written in the late 1700s,
when a state-of-the-art weapon was
the flintlock musket — should be
expanded to include modern-day,
high-capacity automatic rifles, at the
cost of children’s lives.
You, the “shooting hobbyist” or
“gun enthusiast” who rails against
gun control because you think any-
thing that makes your weekend
amusement even the slightest bit
more difficult to participate in is not
to be borne.
You, the performative patriot who
believes that background checks, age
limitations, training requirements —
any reasonable regulations that could
help keep people safe — are insuffer-
able limitations on your freedom.
You, the sophist who says “guns
don’t kill people, people kill people,” as
if those people weren’t killing others
using guns, as if it weren’t obvious that
the havoc they wreak would be much
reduced had they not been given easy
access to weapons of mass murder.
You, the pundit who sneers that
your opponents “don’t want a solu-
tion” and then refuses to provide your
own, preferring to use a tragedy to
build your brand.
You, who would rather forget
about the children murdered and the
families broken, because if we
thought about them too much, you’d

feel bad and might have to give
something up.
Lest I be accused of being one-sid-
ed, let’s not stop the finger-pointing
there. If it’s a “you” problem, it’s an
“us” problem, too — the United States
and its culture writ large, right and
left included.
A country that defines itself by its
freedom — and has, over decades,
fetishized a misguided ideal of “liber-
ty” that values the individual over
everyone and everything else.
A country that touts its dynamism
yet dithers, its leaders wringing their
hands and offering empty platitudes
— “we have to find solutions,” “we
must take action” — as if the solutions
aren’t obvious, as if the actions one
could take haven’t been modeled for
us by other countries for decades.
A country that exports democracy
but whose politicians pretend that
their jobs are meaningless, who be-
lieve that when it comes to gun
control, “legislation doesn’t work” —
despite the fact that they were elected
to write it.
It’s easy to find excuses for why this
keeps happening. We’ve done it for
decades. But the comforting fictions
have worn thin, to the point of
transparency.
It’s time to stop feigning helpless-
ness. To stop pretending we are the
ones under attack. To stop gaslighting
the real victims, who have already
suffered tragedy enough.
It’s time to admit that we — we
Americans, and the rationalizations
we tolerate — are to blame. Only then
can we shoulder the responsibility to
act.

CHRISTINE EMBA

You. This is your fault.

SARAH L. VOISIN/THE WASHINGTON POST
Crosses mark the deaths at Robb Elementary School in Uvalde, Tex., on Thursday.

tracks to close your eyes and just take in
the aroma. Raise your hand if you are
struck by how this annual explosion
comes as both a reassurance and a shock
to your senses.
I know I’m not alone. But I also know
that we tend to forget the splendor of
lilacs when the delicate flowers fade and
then fall. Out of sight, out of mind — until
they return once again to overload our
circuitry.
In that sense, the season of lilacs and
the never-ending cycle of violence have
something in common. We react to what
we see. Our disbelief at the horror of
Minneapolis or Buffalo or Uvalde seems
all-consuming until its urgency fades or
is focused on the next outrage.
This is natural. We can’t expect our
anger and grief to stay dialed up on high
in perpetuity. But we as a nation need to
figure out how to meet this constant
tempo of gun violence with an even more
constant drumbeat of demands for some-
thing better.
With the current makeup of the Sen-
ate, this is a bit like asking a dark and
ugly cloud to turn and retreat. Rage won’t
help. Negotiations are laughable. The
GOP is more interested in protecting the
right to bear arms than the right to live in
peace.
But isn’t that the nature of faith? To
believe in that thing that might seem
impossible and act as if the combination
of prayer and perseverance could make a
difference? Isn’t that what you do when
lives are on the line? Isn’t that what you
do to protect the babies who cannot
protect themselves against the sad and
pathetic men who buy assault rifles when

I

visited my hometown of Minneapo-
lis this past week and was reminded
that the last days of May, when the
calendar leans toward the Memorial
Day weekend, are unofficially the season
of lilacs.
The big, showy, aromatic pompoms of
purple signal the promise of warm days
ahead after the long Minnesota winter.
But lilac season will also be marked as a
season of mourning, with the anniversa-
ry of the day when a rogue Minneapolis
cop put his knee on a Black man’s neck
and kept it there for nine minutes and
29 seconds until George Floyd had the
life squeezed out of him, as a gaggle of
neighbors watched in horror in front of a
convenience store.
This season of purple fragrance will
now also forever be marked by the
memory of 19 schoolchildren and two of
their teachers gunned down by a mania-
cal teenager in Texas just days after an
18-year-old gunned down Saturday shop-
pers at a grocery store in Buffalo.
The season of lilacs is now a season of
violence and tears, a season of funerals
scheduled in grim succession, a season of
“not this all over again” when the only
thing that really makes sense is a collec-
tive promise of “not this, not ever again.”
But that’s not the America we live in.
The unthinkable is now expected.
The unbearable is now routine.
If, like me, you love lilacs, you swoon
through the brief moment when the
woody plants show off their delicate
blooms. Raise your hand if you have
snuck into a neighbor’s yard to clip a
cluster for your breakfast table. Raise
your hand if you’ve ever stopped in your

they turn 18? Isn’t that what you do when
you desperately hope that the people who
are sworn to protect and to serve will
look at your Black and Brown children
and see possibility instead of menace?
Isn’t that what you do when the majority
of people who live in the land you call
home actually support sensible gun laws
and some kind of police reform?
So, whatever you are feeling this week
— don’t run from it. Don’t shove it into a
hidden space. Sit with it, because the
universe is telling you that this kind of
violence — against children, against un-
armed Black men, against the psyche of a
nation — is unacceptable. Figure out how
to hold on to that righteous anger over
senseless death when the stories of lost
lives and the images of little coffins start
to subside.
Fifteen years after the massacre at
Virginia Tech, 10 years after the Sandy
Hook rampage, four years after the
carnage in Parkland, Fla., we have yet to
see serious bipartisan efforts at gun
reform.
It is easy to think that nothing will
change. I fight this sentiment myself, and
claim as a mantra something I spotted
during lilac season last year, when I
visited what is now called George Floyd
Square in Minneapolis with my young
adult children. Posted on a pole near the
spot where Floyd was murdered, a sign
read: “You have to act as if it were
possible to radically transform the world
and you have to do it all the time. If not
now, when? If not me, then who?”
The GOP lawmakers and the gun
rights crowd are counting on our exhaus-
tion. Let’s surprise them.

MICHELE L. NORRIS

The unbearable is now routine
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