That was a headline yesterday or the day before on politico.com.
The full headline was:
Politicians: Nothing to be done
The editor was summing up what elected officials were saying about the Colorado massacre.
"What can we do about these regularly occurring mass murders in our country, Senator, Congresswoman, Governor, your Honor?"
"Well...it's a tragedy, naturally, a lunatic just went out there and...you know...what can we do about lunatics, a madman, really, just a madman and...uh...nothing to be done. My heart goes out to the families and...yeah."
You know what you call a lunatic without access to military-grade weaponry?
You call him Skippy, if that's his name. Or Jim or Tyler or whatever and you wave at him and walk on by.
I live in Rat City, so I've got some experience with lunatics. And sometimes you can tell they're fighting some serious invisible shit and might confuse you with a part of it and so you walk a little quicker and keep a distance. But usually you can just walk on by.
Friends, left and right, libertarian, Tea Party, apathetic, surely we can agree that the Founders didn't have some kid buying a handgun because it was cool and he could in mind when they were talking about a well-regulated militia.
And who's the madman, actually?
The dude who finally snaps or the guy who shakes his head sadly at the death count and doesn't try to stop the next one or the next one or the next one.
A friend of mine said on Saturday
"Man, awful. But it was about time, wasn't it? Hadn't happened in awhile."
And I knew what he meant.
So, we're cool with this?
Part of the risk in this country when you go to a movie or a mall or to school in the morning is that somebody might stroll in and kill you and ten other strangers in a matter of seconds?
We're cool with this?