Two parts make a killer--the mind and the weapon.
It's okay to admit that you want a change...I admit, I want a change [no, not Obama]. If that means gun laws, I'm willing to go along. This is not a revelation for me. It's just bone-weary sadness over the tragedy that has struck our nation once again. Something has to give. Something has to change...
I know the answer. Any Christian knows the answer. Unfortunately, the world does not know the answer. So instead we will continue to try to moralize the law. It's impossible, of course. Changing the laws will not fix that 20 year old's mind. The laws will not heal a killer, nor will the laws make guns disappear.
Today I was called an Asshole.
It bothered me a good bit.
After the lengthy, bullshit election year, I have to admit, being called an asshole was like icing on the cake. I want to bite back. I want to shut the world up and tell them all to mind their own F-ing business. I want a nice deserted island where I don't have to deal with people at all...ever, even if they are sort of family.
I want to know how a young man can shoot a gun 26 times...and no one stops him. How? How does this happen? How can this country survive in this divided state. It is true that a tragedy like this is merely a symptom. I fear what our country will go through in the after-math of this tragedy.
I grieve for the families...
I pray for peace.