There will never be a tragedy bad enough to convince some that America has a gun problem.
No one is safe.
Nothing that I write here will change any minds, so I won’t even try to argue the point. It’s the rest of us, the sensible millions, to whom I address my plea.
Stop the madness.
The schools where we send our children each day, the malls in which we shop, and the streets of our cities have all become dangerous places to be. Just the thought of a parent being told the horrible news today sends me to a dark place. Knowing that twenty sets of parents are receiving this news, in Connecticut, makes me want to stay there.
I’m filled with sadness, or course, but I’m also filled with hate.
But who? Who should be the object of this hate?
The gunman? The NRA? The government? All three? Others?
I know that I’m not alone in feeling this way.
There are more of us than there are of them. The time for debating half-measures is over. The gun debate, such as it is, should not be confined to the question of semi-automatic weapons. The politics of profits over people; lobbyists over common sense has to end.
The debate needs to start with a goal of zero.
I’d rather wipe my ass with the Second Amendment than see it be used as justification for the continued slaughter of innocents.