It’s happened. Again. A young man opened fire on a crowd for reasons that make no sense to anyone including, I suspect, the gunman. It is tragic. It is sad. Unfortunately, it is not shocking enough. We knew it would happen again. We just didn’t know when or where. We dread it but accept it as much as we accept the inevitability of death itself.
We know too what comes next. Liberals will call for a ban of guns. Conservatives will defend the right to bear arms, even arms designed for the sole purpose of shooting a lot of people very quickly. People will call other people irrational. And vise versa. Someone will point out that people can kill with knives, axes, baseball bats, knitting needles and even bare hands, for goodness sake, so why focus on guns? They will ask sarcastically if Liberals would like to cut off everyone’s hands just to be safe? Liberals will suggest sarcastically that we issue every US citizen a nuclear bomb and call it good. The argument will devolve to a point that makes both sides angry.
People will leave roses near the place where people died from the guns. They will cry.
People will have heated discussions on why young men, in particular, are prone to these random acts of violence. Some will say video games that make murder seem fun are to blame. Others will deny video has any influence on thought or behavior. They will say these things on video without any sense of irony.
People will say the killer was mentally off or emotionally depressed or had psychiatric issues as though that explains it when, quite frankly, that is quite obvious. Sane people don't go on killing sprees.
If we Americans insist on the right to carry guns designed for the sole purpose of killing many people then let's also insist on free mental health treatment of every American citizen.
But we won't.
Then, in a week or so, maybe a Kardashian will say something amusingly stupid. Or an actress with a drug abuse problem will forget to wear her undies. Or a really cute cat video will go viral.
And then we’ll all go back to forgetting about it until the next time.
The roses will wilt. The guns will last.