It’s sadly predictable. Any time a tragedy like the Sandy Hook shooting occurs, the crazies pull out their soap boxes and start shouting at the top of their lungs. They don’t address the situation. They use the situation. They have their own, very specific axe to grind and that’s how they approach it.
Are they anti-gun? They start screaming about assault weapons. Are they pro-gun? They start screaming that Obama will use this to take your guns away. Are they ultra-conservative Christians? They blame the heinous act on removing prayer from schools. Are they militant atheists? They blame it all on extreme religious fanatics. Are they Iran? They blame it on the Jews. (I didn’t make that last one up.)
If when you saw the news about Sandy Hook, your first impulse was to reach for your soap box, you’re a horrible human being. If your first thought was, “See, my conspiracy theory fits here if I tweak this just a tad,” you are a sorry excuse for an evolved primate.
If your first thought wasn’t “Oh my fucking god! Why would anyone do such a vile and horrible thing?” You are a horrible person. If your second thought wasn’t, “I hope those parents and families find some sort of solace and peace and this doesn’t eat up their entire lives.” You are a horrible person. If you tried to bend the news to fit your world view, you are a conspiracy nut and you deserve to get locked in your bomb shelter.
Tragedies like Sandy Hook happen because there are evil, sociopaths in this world. It isn’t some MK-Ultra, government mind-control experiment. The shooter isn’t carrying a copy of Catcher in the Rye. The shooter is mentally ill. There is no other explanation for killing 20 kids than that. Period. Full stop. Paragraph break.
Weep for the lost. Weep for the survivors. Even weep for the shooter. But don’t start placing blame on your conspiracy of choice or imagined cause du jour.
Now continue weeping for all the children who will die today, not from bullets, but from starvation. Hundreds will die from lack of clean water. Dozens will die from land mines left from long-forgotten wars. A few may die from a drone-strike gone wrong. It doesn’t have to happen in Connecticut to hit close to home or heart. Weep and continue weeping until all the children on this planet have at least a chance to grow up.