I was going to blog about dreams today — mine have been extremely vivid lately, yet melt away the moment I open my eyes — but I have decided to go another way. You see, I am trying really, really, really hard not to write about what happened in Orlando at the Pulse nightclub.
Really, really hard.
But I just can’t pretend that my blog can be its normally light space. Not right now. I am too heavy with the thoughts of those poor people just living their lives, out on a Saturday night, killed simply for who a gunman assumed they were.
Killed over love. Murdered for love. Shot down because someone with easy, easy access to a death didn’t like how they loved.
I will often note how I don’t like to get political in my author space, but this is not political.
This is humanity.
And objecting to the laws and the policies that put that weapon in the murderer’s hands is not political.
Every single pro-gun politician, every single pro-gun vote got us to this point today, where 50 people can be killed and 50-plus more injured with the casual press of an itchy trigger.
Do not be dazzled by the song-and-dance of “terrorist” this and “terrorist” that. Make no mistake: this tragedy was brought to you by the NRA and each of the kowtowing politicians who do as the NRA says and ask no questions. This tragedy was brought to you by the voters who put those toadies in office and the voters who stayed home instead. This tragedy was brought to you by Heller, one of the worst Supreme Court cases in American history, which required the “strict constructionists” of the Court to throw out half of an Amendment to get the result they wanted.
Saturday illustrated the result they wanted in gory, gory detail.
I am angry and I am heartbroken. There is never enough death, there is a never-ending well of excuses. And there is the hypocrisy of people who support laws calling for the inspection of genitals when someone wants to use a bathroom who now “stand with” the victims.
Your culture is what made these innocent people “victims.” Your irresponsible and illogical hate mongering. Your use of entire swaths of people as political tools.
I thought my LGBTQ friends were safer here in the 21st century. And now I know how quickly, how easily they can be gone over hate.
Well, there is someone who hates nearly all of us. Someone, out there, hates just about everyone, whether for their race, gender, religion, nationality, age, or other characteristic.
And we’ve given them unlimited access to weapons so that they can do something about it.
Note: While I encourage respectful discussion, this space is a safe space. No bigotry, hatred, rudeness, insults, minimization of or calls to violence, or NRA talking points will be tolerated. My space, my rules.