I'm in a bad mood. There was some blather on Facebook by a pro-gun group which someone reposted.
Tuesday someone very close to my girlfriend was murdered by a gun. It was a random event. It was his day off. He'd taken his dad to the doctor, had dropped him off and was going home. Stopped at a traffic light, when someone in the next car got out and shot him. Quinn tried to get away but rolled into a ravine.
It appears to have been a robbery attempt.
Sorry, people don't drive with one hand on the wheel and one hand on their gun. You can't live your life presuming that everyone is trying to kill you.
I'm angry. I don't need to hear paranoids talk about how Obama is coming to take your guns away. The more guns, the fewer ways to check who's buying them, the more guns that fall into the hands of criminals and the mentally unstable. The more husbands kill their wives and families. The more suicides.
There's a new widow in this world. There are parents and friends of the family whose lives are permanently touched with sadness.
People learn to accept the death of loved ones. I almost feel guilty intruding on others' sadness. I wonder about the killer. What happened to him to make him capable of killing a stranger for... well, nothing.
The utter insanity of some Americans and their fears and their embrace of killing machines.
People learn to move on.
Very sad.
Posted by: Sis | 04/06/2013 at 04:09 AM