Since the December 2012 shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut, there have been at least 142 school shootings in America — an average of nearly one a week…and sadly those are probably just the ones that have occurred in places where people bother to count them…because let’s face it: Here in America we don’t just love guns, we adore them. We canonize them. We keep them handy and by our sides as though they were the personification of the guardian angels of our dreams.
For what gun owner in America is not brought happiness by the purchase of their gun? To the average law abiding citizen a gun means protection for himself and his family. His gun may someday be needed to fend off an invading government, or perhaps protection from his own government gone mad? His gun will be there by his side should an intruder invade his home and threaten his family. And perhaps someday when he is out among ordinary and gunless citizens his firearm will help him save the day and his fellow citizens as he uses it to gun down that unsuspected madman who had decided to use his gun upon defenseless citizens for his own evil purposes. All of these possibilities make that gun owner smile and feel happy about his gun ownership don’t they?
And what criminal isn’t happy to possess his or her gun? That weapon will enhance his abilities to ply his trade. It will help him to stand out among his fellow thieves and scoundrels or at least place him on an equal footing. He will be able to demand respect from others and take his revenge upon them if need be. And law enforcement officers will be wary of confronting him should their paths cross. And for all of these reasons the criminal smiles when he thinks about his gun.
And what about the disturbed, disenfranchised and/or mentally ill individual who possesses or takes ownership of a gun? Their guns provide hope, solace and the potential for a quick and immediate solution to their problems should they become too overwhelming or unbearable…and in doing so must provide a sense of comfort and closure to their difficulties, which is akin to happiness is it not? In fact it seems that today most of us expect or even accept as fact that a madman’s madness will manifest itself in mass murder… with a gun.
It’s become so common and expected that no one in America has any plans to take measures to stop gun violence or to even attempt to make it more difficult to obtain and use a gun in anger or angst. Consider these explanations from some of our Republican presidential candidates:
Dr. Ben Carson: “Laws just don’t work because crazy people don’t obey laws.”
Jeb Bush: “Stuff happens.”
Carly Fiorina: “We already have laws. Let’s just enforce them.”
Donald Trump: “Whaddaya gonna do?”
And the Democrats don’t have any ideas either…at least none that they plan to pursue with any seriousness, in fear that no one will vote for them after they do…propose some kind of tougher serious gun control, even if it isn’t tough or serious.
Because when you have an unrequited love what do you do? You keep on loving the beloved. And when a lover does you wrong? You give them another chance. You make excuses. You figure, what are the chances it will happen again and you go on doing what you do…being in love.
Guns don’t kill people. Only People kill people…When people do kill people it’s because they’re crazy. I don’t know any crazy people. Do you? 30 thousand gun deaths per year in a land of 330 million? That’s a .0001 chance that it will happen to me. The freedom to defend myself is worth so much more than the indiscriminate deaths of people I don’t know. Gun ownership is written in the Constitution and everyone knows the Constitution can’t be changed!
Yes, there is no end to our rationalization when it comes to America’s first love. But as fortune, or misfortune, would have it, guns don’t love people. Only people love guns. And here in the USA we love our guns more than we love life itself…and profoundly more sad than that, is the fact that we do nothing, but prove that love each and every day.