I am so tired of these anti-social little pismires shooting up places before they have the common decency and courtesy to off themselves.
Matter-of-fact, the only thing I am more tired of, is the droning, bleached, I’m-pretending-to-give-a-damn pundits who are going to come out of the woodwork like beetles after carrion so that they may have their 15 seconds of fame blaming someone on national TeeVee.
Except the shooter, of course.
Oh, some’ll blame the guns. Trust me, Little Sarah One Note and her cronies are probably rubbing their pedipalps and giggling right now. And others will blame the gun manufacturers. Still others will solemnly blame society for not FEE-EEE-ling enough, or properly, or whatthehellever. Video games will catch their share, as will pornography, and whatever the hell else they can think of.
Doesn’t anyone ever blame the critter? Is there no one to stand forth and say: “I figgered as much. Thought he was a bad ‘un from the git go. Boy needed killin’.”
No. Hundreds of plastic-faced news anchors and reporters will solemnly intone about this “Good kid. Had some problems, but he was an angel.”
Bushwa. Bushwa, bushwa, bushwa.
If Mama’s little angel walks into a public area and starts shooting people for no good reason, you can bet your last bippy on two things: 1) Someone, somewhere at some time saw the demon inside the little bastard and chose not to do anything about it; and
2) The little sonuvabitch isn’t going to go start shooting people at the local gun show, Knob Creek, the local SWAT training facility, CHL class, LFI range, or anywhere else that someone is going to put a bullet between his running lights just as soon as he gets stupid.
Now let us discuss two things this isn’t:
1) This isn’t a “Cry for help”. Bushwa. A “Cry for help” is putting your godsdamned paw in the air and saying, “Help.” A “Cry for help” is walking into your local Crisis Center and screaming for help. A “Cry for help” is calling 911 and getting stupid, so that those of us who volunteered for violence can come discuss your fecking issues — away from innocents.
2) This isn’t a “suicidal gesture”. Bushwa. A “suicidal gesture” is going and taking a flying leap off a deserted bridge somewhere. A “suicidal gesture” is eating your sodding pistol in a motel room somewhere. A “suicidal gesture” is getting stupid with the Law on a deserted road somewhere and we have to shoot your dumb arse — away from innocents.
This act was craven, and cowardly, and contemptible. And for all that — and more — it doesn’t stoop nearly as far as those who are going to use this act and those dead folks as political fodder to advance their own agendas.
I weep with those who lost family today.
I hope the critter who pulled this stunt is roasting right now.
As for those who play The Blame Game, and those who feast on this for gain: Nothing but the back of my hand to you.