So I posted this on Feb. 16 on Facebook as a response to the crap and memes I was already seeing there after the Parkland shooting:
Sadie's going to rant now:
In other countries with more restrictive guns laws, there are MANY fewer guns deaths (Canada, Australia, England, etc). That isn't a coincidence. Does it stop them entirely? No, of course not, (just like seat belts don't stop all car deaths, but it cuts down on them) but the numbers of them combined don't even compare a tiny bit to the US. The more guns that are available and the easier they are to procure, the more shootings and subsequent deaths there will be. That is only common sense. I believe the mindset in this country about guns has become so twisted that people can't take a breath and think rationally. I've heard versions of "I have a gun and if he thinks he's coming on my property, I'll shoot him!" so many times. Do you think kids don't hear that? That they don't start to believe that a gun is the solution to all of their problems? Guns shouldn't be a hobby, they shouldn't be a toy, because hobbies and toys aren't dangerous. You're petting your new gun, showing it off, jizzing all over it? The kids see that. It's not just the laws that have to change, it's the way (some, not all) gun owners worship those pieces of metal, making gun ownership into a religion. I'm not saying guns are inherently evil, but not everyone should have one, no one needs an arsenal, and absolutely no one needs a multi-round killing machine. End of rant.
At that point, I thought I was done. I was wrong. So yesterday, I found myself typing this:
Posted Feb. 24
I'm not sure where I want to start here. I've spent the morning scrolling through meme after meme and found myself disappointed and saddened by people I love and care about who seem to value metal over life. People who consider themselves "good Christians" and yet it seems to me they have set guns up as false gods. (I do believe that's frowned upon in the old Testament). This isn't about undisciplined children (sorry, folks, they're just as disciplined as we were-every generation says that about the younger) or about kids so stupid they eat Tide pods (another one of those "stories" that has been overblown--I looked it up. Hell, when I was a kid, I tried to make bubbles come out my mouth with dish soap. Just saying.) Kids that don't know which bathroom to use? Oh, come on. People know what bathroom to use. Again, one of those made up problems used to make headlines for people who refuse to educate themselves. (lookup transgender vers transvestites. Not the same thing.) This isn't about losing 2nd amendment rights. Most people don't even know the history of the constitution, or why that was included. (take a moment, look up the Magna Carta). The amendment doesn't promise unqualified gun ownership. Again--take a moment. If you're reading this, you have the world of information at your fingertips. The NRA was formed during the Civil War because most northerners didn't own guns--they formed to teach gun safety and help the government MAKE SENSIBLE GUN LAWS! Then a new group took over in the '70s who's sole aim was to create fear in the general population and sell guns. They succeeded--immensely. The problem isn't a lack of God in school or the fact that people aren't allowed to beat their kids. There is a mindset in this country that needs to be changed. If you post those memes, or "like" them, or if you simply find yourself spitting and sputtering over what I've said here, you might just be one of those people. I'm done. I've tried blocking posts to preserve my sanity, but it's not enough. I'm shaking, I'm that upset. So starting tomorrow, I'm unfriending. I don't know what else to do. I've lost respect for so many people that I used to care about, which makes me sad. But it is what it is.
Okay, I expected to get some hate for that, but so far so good. And I've started unfriending. I'm thankful for my friends because I've surrounded myself with people who are smart and thoughtful and don't simply repeat what they've seen on Faux News or heard at the coffee shop or at church. I know this is a bit heavy, but I think we are at one of those cruxes of history where things begin to change for the better--or I hope so. I have a lot of confidence in this generation of kids. Anyway, they have my support and I hope they prove me right!
Sunday, February 25, 2018
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I don't know if it's my age, but after each tragedy, I've reflected on the past and my relationship with each person; our interactions and shared history. I don't know if I remember things differently than they really were, or if I'm looking at them from a distance and seeing what I missed the first time, but that old adage "If I could go back, but know what I know now," seems so apt. No regrets, but yes...there are things I would do differently.
I've found myself during these last weeks embracing those around me, making sure they know I care. Because I'm not sure I did back then. No, that's wrong. Let me restate-- Because I didn't back then. Whether it was because I was unsure, or simply naive, I will never know. I think probably it was a bit of both. I look ahead to the coming year and I wish I could be optimistic, but I know my niece isn't going to get better. My Australian friend's daughter isn't going to get better, neither the father nor brother of one of my close friends will make it to 2019. That's it-that's how it is.
My job isn't secure, my car is ready to give up the ghost, and we need a new roof desperately (hopefully it'll make it to spring). But... the husband and I are going to celebrate our 30th anniversary this April, and if things go as planned, we're going to do that at Walt Disney World and I hope to publish a book or two this year. So there are things to look forward to, goals to set and work towards. So, I wish everyone of my virtual "friends" a Happy New Year...
...and please know, I value you all! The world is so big and so complicated, but it's nice to know we all have things in common. It's nice to not feel quite so alone.