I try not to look. I really try.Yet, my shower is a daily reminder of the damage that a .45 at close range can do to a human body. I try not to look. In a competition of bullet and human body parts to occupy the same place at the same time
I try not to think about it. Yet I think about the massacre at Sandy Hook Elementary School an awful lot. What has me nearly obsessed is thinking about the size of a six-year-old child. Then, with some first hand knowledge, I find myself thinking about the immense, catastrophic damage that just a single high-velocity round must have done to someone that size. It’s a horrible image in my mind’s eye.
Since that sad day, the noise coming from crazy fucking crackpots is just irrational gibberish. All I hear is “Second Amendment” and “we need more guns.”
Then it hit me. I have spoken to many victims of gun violence. I have spoken with family members of people murdered in gun violence. There is one thing that I have never heard. Nobody has ever said if only my loved one had been packing an Uzi, he or she would be alive today. If only I had been packing a 9-mil. at the time I was shot, I would be intact today. No victim, no survivor, ever says that.
There’s a very good reason that we never hear “if only I, he or she had been packing …” For victims, and the survivors of victims, gun violence is no longer an abstraction. It’s an all too real concept those who are still alive must live with for a lifetime. Only people who have no skin (literally) in the game make the preposterous suggestion that more guns will reduce gun violence.
Wayne LaPierre and Alex Jones and Larry Pratt are, after all, neither victims nor survivors of victims. They are just narcissistic crackpots. Because, Wayne LaPierre and Alex Jones and Larry Pratt have no skin in the game.