From "The Rant"
15 December 2012
I had been up most of the previous evening and was awakening from a nap when the report of yet another school shooting started to make its way through the airwaves. So help me I didn't even bat an eye when I heard the news. "Oh", I said out loud, "so it's happened again, huh?" It seemed that I was the only person who was not shocked in the least by the carnage. You see, I long ago anesthetized myself to living in a nation in ruins. You ought to give it a try; it makes coping a helluva lot easier, let me tell ya.
It was only in the days to come, after reading the profiles of the twenty little children and the six women whose lives were lost, that the numbness gave way to rage. Merely a week after the massacre, uber-jackassass and NRA spokesman, Wayne LaPierre gave a "press conference" at which no questions were allowed. Clever. According to this demented nerd, the problem wasn't the fact that this doomed country is awash with easily obtainable, rapid-fire killing machines (parish the thought!) The problem is that there are not enough of them. There was plenty of blame to spread around according to this twit:
He blamed Hollywood.
He blamed the news media.
He blamed video games.
He blamed music videos.
He blamed gun-free school zones.
He blamed hurricanes.
He blamed celebrities.
He blamed President Obama....
As you may well imagine, the political terrorism as practiced by the National Rifle Association was blameless. In the months to follow, the House of Reprehensibles eternally disgraced themselves by refusing to pass even pathetically watered-down legislation that would make acquiring these weapons only a little more difficult. They would not do the right thing to protect our children. Hang your head and weep for your country.
And now we wake up on this grim anniversary to read about another school shooting in (again) Colorado. This time the shooter was taken down before he could do much damage. This morning, however, a fifteen-year-old girl clings to life from the injuries she sustained in the shooting. You had better get used to this sort of thing. This is the new reality.
The NRA types love to jabber away - like diseased little myna birds - about "freedom". We need to came face-to-face with some extremely unpleasant realities:
A people who live in a chronic state of mortal terror - wondering when and where the next massacre of innocent little boys and girls will take place - may indeed be many things (no argument there!) "Free" they are not.
Let's just stop kidding ourselves here and now, okay?
I'm going back to bed.
Thank you, folks.
Meghan Marie Sager passed softly into eternity late last night. I would ask all of you, in addition to praying for her, that you remember her mother and father (Terri and Brian), her two brothers (Brian and Michael), and her extended family on both sides - the loveliest and nicest people I have ever known. Many hearts lie permanently and irreparably broken tonight. Mine, too.
For many years I have said that, for every person who goes before me, I fear it less and less. I don't fear it anymore.
To paraphrase Shakespeare (with ever-so-slight editing):
"When she shall pass, take her and hurl her out into the stars. And she shall make the face of Heaven so fine, that all the world will fall in love with the night, and pay no worship to the garish sun."
Still we will remember Mama's little girl.
It is the little gestures such as this one that remind me of the beauty of the human race. Thank you, Lydia (Melladee). All of Meghan's friends and loved ones are deeply moved by this.