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In my silence, I once again find myself ruminating about the same old thing just on a different day.
I don’t mean to be a Debbie Downer today, but we can no longer wonder if it’s going to happen again, but when. Not even a week ago, I wrote a post, The Fragility of Life, and yet, my heart once again cries out in agony. As of Sunday, we have had 200 mass shootings/murders for 2023 in the United States. As of today, we are only 130 days into a new year. But who’s counting right? It’s simply one too many.
I am sad, hurt, and angry, nope scratch that, I am furious about the insensitivity that is being fanned into an enormous inferno in our society. This is pure, unfiltered evil occurring and is being normalized like drinking a glass of water. These acts were premeditated. It’s astonishing how many of these perpetrators legally purchased their weapons and decided to play God. When I saw over the weekend that an SUV driver plowed into a crowd at a bus stop in Brownsville, Texas, in front of a shelter for migrants and homeless people I wanted to throw up. Various reports alleged that the driver also had weapons in their car. Thus, quite possibly, had the SUV not overturned, those weapons would have been used, causing more unimaginable fatalities taking innocent lives. A few reports from bystanders said that there were individuals who drove by them shouting that this incident was their fault, and that’s why this happened. Really? The scope of homegrown “hate crimes” and “terrorist attacks” has accelerated and extended beyond anything I have ever seen in my lifetime.
Yet still, as I mentioned in my post from last week, in spite of how crazy things look right now, I can’t lose hope because I believe humanity is much better than this. Evil is drawing a lot of attention. That’s just what evil does. I believe humanity has better, more optimistic, ethical, compassionate, equitable, and encouraging things to offer. The better and best of humanity has to shout louder and stronger to prove the greater good, truth, and empathy of the heart are evident by squashing out and counteracting the sounds of hate with the showmanship of love. I’m a realist and not a blind Pollyanna.
I think about the people I love and care about who could have been one of these victims, for simply being in school, or shopping for groceries, enjoying a concert, or watching a parade. I’m not breathing life into these catastrophic events by mentioning them, but I am beyond disgusted, exhausted, and horrified than before. As much as this may look like the new normal, I pray we quickly show that we won’t settle for this type of insensitivity by rising above and overpowering the wiles of evil.