Our national pathology over guns

Want to know what rage feels like? It’s waking on a Wednesday morning on a school day as the cable news talking heads sift through the latest on the shooting at a Texas elementary school that left 21 people dead, most of them children, and looking at your daughter as she gets ready for her final day of classes of the year, and saying, “Please, God. Not today.” Want to know what it feels like to have your heart break? It’s kissing your daughter goodbye, reminding her to stay safe, having her look back at you, and listen as she tells you, with perfect clarity, that she’s grown numb to the incidents of carnage that have made mass casualty drills a reality for an entire generation of American schoolchildren. But then, I’m one of the lucky ones. I got to kiss my daughter goodbye. For too many families in Texas, and in Buffalo, in Philadelphia, in Pittsburgh, in every American city where our pathological love affair with firearms has destroyed lives and ripped families apart, there will never be another good morning. There will never be another good night. There will never be another happy birthday. And it doesn’t have to be this way. That is the most heartbreaking and maddening thing of all. At a time when a clear majority of Americans say they want Congress to enact stricter gun violence reduction measures, bills that would do just that are bottled up in the divided U.S. Senate. Insanity, […]

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