The same thing is on my mind as most people in America and that is the tragedy in Connecticut and its ramifications. Like most of you, I was surprised to learn of the shootings in Connecticut, but I was not shocked, and that in itself was depressing. Many people had a first response of love and compassion, which I admired. I, however, was not one of those people. I was really, really angry. I am still angry. I am angry at the human race for habitually taking our own pain out on others and wanting to destroy each other. I am angry at a society that cares more about their own rights than the protection of our most innocent and defenseless citizens. I am angry at our government, who cares more about the lobbyist's money in their pocket than the people they are supposed to be representing and protecting. And we all want to know why he did it. What drove him to such a heinous act? But then I remind myself that every time I wonder that, he has won. What I need to wonder is what each of the kids' favorite foods was and what was their favorite color? I realize that the gunman was a victim in his own way, but I just cannot extend any energy on him. Perhaps that makes me a lesser human being, but there it is.
More than anything I want something good to come of this massacre. I want gun laws in this country to change. I want people to get the help they need, whether it is economical, mental or physical. I want a better world for our children. And I want them to never feel fear somewhere they should feel safe, like school.