Shooting Shame

General Rantings

As most of you know, I was brought up in a world where however staunchly my father supported Adlai Stevenson, he was still capable of listening with respect to the man who first warned us about the military-industrial complex, President Eisenhower. It has disturbed me for a long time to find that I now occupy a world where it appears that this kind of thing is no longer possible. Regrettably left/right agreement can’t bring back a single child that was lost in this most recent shooting, but I, at least, think it means something that I can staunchly agree with the first paragraph in this presents-both-sides report I subscribe to despite its having been written by a conservative. And, however much I oppose the NRA, I can certainly “hear” a right-winger saying of future school shootings: “How many parents will bring guns with them and race for the school’s entrance before the cops can stop them? If you have reason to fear that your local PD won’t put their lives on the line to save your child, you have only one option.” But…what do you think?

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