Did you cry; didn't you cry when you heard that 20 children died of bullet wounds in Newtown, Connecticut? You didn't have to cry tears or weep, but something inside you was struck and a pain emerged from a place you didn't know you had inside there. I know.
It's a recurring theme, but this one is different. A gunman; a crazy person has acquired a gun; not just any gun - a gun of the most lethal, killing kind. We give them names; it's our way of making sense of it. We call them assault weapons and semi-automatic and Ak this and that.
The question you and I must ask is, -can any heart; any mind understand such a tragedy - now or ever? Are we to let this pass into our memories; a safer place tucked away from our daily thoughts. NO, you and I are fools, because none of these thoughts melt away far enough into those recesses to be benign- no, they eat at our souls; even at the souls of the least tender among of us.
I'm asking you I'M ASKING YOU if you own a gun, isn't this the time to; isn't this the excuse to; isn't this the excuse you need to put aside any argument you harbor, hold and adhere to; now put it away and join a crusade to stop STOP KILLING OURSELVES in senseless senseless defense of a Constitutional paragraph that frankly our founding fathers would just assume abolish if they saw the carnage CARNAGE OF CHILDREN we are being faced with here. Haven't you cried enough?
