20 killed. But that was changed.
More died, the next (and next) reports said*.
Which is different than Las Vegas.
Which is not.
The murderer of a child of 5 and a 70-something adult
Terrorist. (He didn’t have a funny last name, ya know.)
Except he was.
When you point a gun at
With the intent to
Terror and terrorist are sadly true descriptions of
The evil that unfolds. (Ask anyone who survived Vegas.)
We should arm people in churches.
And at country music concerts
And in elementary schools
Oh, in theaters and homes and shopping centers too?
No! We should take every gun away . . . really, we should.
What would be a better world,
Do you think,
One with millions and millions of guns.
We have an epidemic.
Worse than cancer.
We have an enemy.
Worse than ISIS.
We have met the enemy, as Pogo the cartoon character once
Said . . .
. . . and it is us. Me. You. And our complacency.
We will need a century or more to “cure” this illness
Congress passing real laws, stronger than our driver’s license requirements
And stronger than the seatbelt restrictions.
Really, lots stronger.
Don’t forget dramatically improving social services
Real and meaningful support for mental health
Is more important than another
(Which won’t stop hateful people with box cutters anyway.)
And please, Mr. President, stop your tweet insults
And stop your petty anger
And stop your casual way of hurting others.
Have we ever had a more negative President?
And never, (this is for you and me)
Say anything bad to anyone
(On social media)
Start seeing and talking to
People “different” than
You are the same as
Communicating is hard work.
Do the work.
Do the work of love, for this “illness” of bullets
Will take a long time to “cure.”
Stop worshipping the second amendment.
Start honoring life.
All of it.
I hate that I’m used to headlines about children
By military weapons
*On the same day as the grim, horrific killings in Texas, here in Fresno a man went to a local church and . . . three killed. Two homicides. One suicide. Guns . . .