Another day, another memorial, another prayer circle, another media opp. My favorite quote of Emily Dickinson is “Hope is a thing with feathers that sings the song without the words and never stops at all.” And so about 15 stand hands together in prayer while the world spins on. I stand silently with them in my own safe room in California.
Watching the wussy gun proposals, of same old same old…shame our lawmakers. “Red flag laws” is now the new mantra. “Get rid of the assault rifles NOW” is not even 4th on the list of powerpoint bullets. And the line increases, as we wait for Godot? By the way, for non-book readers who happened to open this blog, google “Godot”. “Waiting for Godot” was a famous play, where people waited on the corner for some mysterious person called “Godot”. How long do we have to wait on the corner? In the play, Godot never shows up but they meet others waiting on that corner. Maybe, just maybe, someone in the USA is going to show up with a meaningful plan that has guts and teeth and gets directly to the point: no more assault rifles. We are not asking for the moon. Those that make money selling these evil devices to the public need to examine their consciences. Let’s put them up on a conversation on the media about why they continue to do it. Waiting for a politically correct Senate to pass a law that could significantly reduce carnage is still not happening either. Let’s prattle on about red flags and more wussy laws that don’t take the automatic weapons off the table. No one is discussing the elephant in the room. Pass the law, folks, get rid of the assault rifles that killed so many wonderful people in SECONDS. Red flag laws won’t do it.
New Zealand passed a law in 48 hours. Assault rifles have no place in any community anywhere. How dare you Senators not to put that issue as Number ONE in the list of to dos. Come out of your vacay rentals and expensive summer houses, and fix this in a way that makes us proud. There, my peacenik tendencies are firing up.
The media opps of memorials and gore and conversations are now formulaic.