I have actually, seriously, written up an idea for the mass shooting scenario that could finally, after all else has failed, get our politicians to get serious about restricting access to firearms.
As in, I’ve basically written the outline for a short story on what a mass shooting will have to look like in order to make effective bullet control happen.
That’s where we’re at, America. I am actually forming a positive answer to the question of “How many people have to die?”
As much as I’m a proud heathen, somehow I still feel like places of worship should be safer than most places. There’s no rational reason to feel this way, but when someone commits a violent crime in a church, that’s extra fucked-up.
I don’t want to know the name of the fuckhead who just shot up the church in Texas today. I don’t want to know anything about him except that he didn’t survive the chase with police. His name should disappear.
Last I heard on the car radio about the massacre in Las Vegas, the death toll was 58, and the injury count was over 550.
It’s like someone heard about the Pulse shooting and said, “Hold my beer.”
I’ve heard the shooter’s name on the radio. I will not use it here. That sorry pig-fucker should not be rewarded with infamy. I don’t care if he’s already dead. People who do shit like this should be forgotten. Their victims should be remembered, their motives should be understood, but the killers themselves should not have a place in the history books. Their names should disappear.
Also, I’ve completely lost interest in debating gun control with people who think we’d all be safer if more people carried guns. I don’t care about bullet usage as a civil right. I am interested in figuring out what kind of gun control measures work at reducing gun violence. That discussion isn’t going to happen with people who don’t want guns to be effectively controlled.