Another day, another school shooting. This is our new normal: schools and CiCi’s Pizza are the Wild West of the 21st Century. We’ve had 74 school shootings since Sandy Hook. We’re now making bullet proof blankets for kids.
I’m exhausted by the numbing cycle of shock, fear, anger, and frustration resulting from what now seem like regularly scheduled shootings. Our elected officials are paralyzed, even when 90 percent of American support expanded background checks on guns. I’m not enough of an expert to know whether that form of gun control will address the larger problem — John Wayne is as part of our DNA as is apple pie, after all — but at least that would be doing something. Meanwhile, the Texas GOP adopts reparative therapy for gays as part of their platform.
I believe in the right to bear arms. What I don’t believe in is people. (Too cynical?) How do I know that you, gun-wielding citizen, won’t shoot me, non-gun-wielding citizen, for — I don’t know — looking at you wrong?
That other industrialized nations don’t seem to be dealing with this issue as often as we are should raise flags. But we’ve demonstrated time and again that America is not a particularly docile nation; we prefer violence over sex. I guess this is one area where America truly is exceptional.