WHERE IS OUR JUSTICE? WHERE IS OUR SAFETY?
I know many people will say, “Here she goes again.” I’m almost getting tired of the thoughts and emotions that rattle around in my head when it comes to the subject of gun control.
But in fact I’m not tired with my thoughts, I’m fed up that with the fact things are only getting worse. I am quite comfortable with my rational, justified fury at The NRA and the government for supporting them. I have no choice but to still loathe the gun lobbyists and the money hungry people who will and do sell guns to any crazy person that walks in off the street. I am not tired of being irate that we have no gun control in this country. I’m not sick of being furious that we don’t do real background checks or that we don’t limit what people can buy and where. I nurture my disdain that any nut job can walk in and buy assault rifles and as much ammo has they want. Because if we get sick of feeling this way, there will never be any hope for change.
What I am truly disgusted and sickened by is that day after day, month after month, now year after year we are faced with senseless shootings, maimings and killings of innocent people, by the endless parade of lunatics who have access to lethal weapons.
People can lose their lives because some crazy kid never got laid and can walk into three gun shops and buy three different guns without any communication between those sellers: without anyone paying any attention to the fact he has been considered a crazy, loose canon for years. Without them bothering to check out where he might have been online and what he could have been doing there, and what homicidal thoughts he had been spewing.
I’m really, really, really fed up with the NRA and the absolute power they wield.
I’m sick of hearing the jackasses say things like, “We need to protect ourselves.” “We have to honor the Second Amendment.” Well, the Second Amendment was written with muskets in mind, not AK-47s and all the battle ready arms that you can pick up at your neighborhood Wal-Mart.
And I would like to know if Wayne LaPierre would change his mind if one of his kids was killed in cold blood by a lunatic with an AR-15?
You can’t get meds as easily as you can get guns in this country. It’s harder for me to get an asthma inhaler than it is for me get an assault rifle.
Think about that for a second…. an asthma inhaler – harder to come by – more tightly regulated than ammunition in this great land of ours.
What the hell am I going to do, walk into a McDonalds and spritz everyone with some steroid mist? I’m not going to kill twenty-six people, most of them children by pressing the trigger on my asthma inhaler.
But I can’t get one without endless paper work. And I can’t get more than one a month without jumping through some serious hoops. And forget about my Klonopan. Everytime I buy some of that it’s registered with the State of New York. And God forbid I lose them; it’s virtually impossible to get more. And I’m not about to walk onto a campus or into a movie theatre and sprinkle them on the crowd and decimate them.
I know the danger of prescription meds and the need to regulate them, but I’m making a point.
But we don’t do a damn thing to control guns. And it’s getting worse and worse and worse and nobody cares. And the NRA just yells louder that “We all the have the right to bear arms.”
Well, I’ve said it before, and I will say it again, we do not all have the right; that is proven each time one of these atrocities occurs.
And should the privileges of some be taken away because of the irresponsible actions of a few?
You bet they should. Because the word “few” no longer applies. In the first 18 days of this year there were 9 shootings in schools. That is one every other day. That is not a few that is constant. That translates into you are safer sending your fourteen year old to do a tour of duty in Afghanistan than to Jr. High.
Do we really think that is what they were thinking when they drew up the Constitution? I don’t.