I don’t want to sound heartless or callous, but I’m tired of reading about outpourings of sadness and tears for those involved or how this wasn’t god’s will, or any of the other trite things people say when they want to show how caring and loving they are.
No one wants to address what’s staring them in the face…or at least, it seems that way to me. If I were ever in such a sad situation as the families involved, I’d want to wring the necks of people telling me my kid was a hero or an “angel” now, or sending me their prayers and good wishes…
“I don’t want your damn prayers or compliments about a child you never knew”, I’d think to myself. “Meeting the President isn’t going to make my baby come back to me, nor are your Facebook wishes from the warmth and safety of your own family home. Just leave me and my family alone to suffer in private. Please.”
It just makes me so angry that this could have happened. The idea that little children should die because a mentally unstable 20-year-old had access to semi-automatic weaponry makes me lower my head in shame and horror.
What can I say that hasn’t been said before? Not sure. I think America’s gun laws are archaic and plain ridiculous, and bringing out the old saw that “guns don’t kill people, people kill people” just burns me up. It’s trite, it’s simplistic, a great sound bite, and it’s totally not true. Try going on a killing spree using a butter knife and see what the results will be.
I’d like to ask, why is this considered the “second worst gun rampage” in the history of the U.S.? Is there some sort of competition going on? Are we actually so callous that we’re keeping score? Who thinks to themselves, “Oh shit, if I work harder and get more ammo, I can beat the asshole who killed those kids at Virginia Tech”?
When listening to the radio this morning, I heard something I never in my life expected to hear on the news: an interview with a little child from the school, one of the lucky ones who made it through that horrific day physically unscathed. Who authorized interviewing a 5 year old child?? As his parent, I would have kept that little boy, who spoke eloquently, but didn’t offer us anything an adult couldn’t have, as far away from the media as possible. Media has no right to ask him to speak, and his parents, who I would assume are in shock themselves and unaware of the consequences of giving their son his 15 minutes of fame so early in his life, should not have allowed it. Isn’t it bad enough he had to live through what will undoubtedly be the worst day of his life, without forcing him to sit in front of microphones, TV cameras and inquisitive adult faces, none of whom are his parents’ loving and caring ones?
My heart breaks for each family of each child and teacher involved that day. I fervently hope that their faces and names aren’t forgotten, pushed aside when the next rampage occurs. This must be the last killing, the final time a parent has to receive that horrible phone call to say their child had died a senseless, painful and totally preventable death.