I cooked (beans and a ham hock), peeled peaches, sliced figs.
I sewed – three dresses in one weekend.
I went to church, read Ecclesiastes: “I, the Teacher, when king over Israel in Jerusalem, applied my mind to see and to search out by wisdom all that is done under heaven; it is an unhappy business that God has given to human beings to be busy with.”
Meditation; thoughts and prayers; a search for understanding.
It isn’t the president* or 8chan or a culture of hate.
It isn’t domestic violence, or the breakdown of the family unit, or working parents and latchkey kids.
It isn’t a crisis of faith, a lack of mental health services, or the first grade teacher who didn’t spend enough time teaching kindness.
It isn’t the gays, the immigrants, the incels, or a political party.
Flip any of those things to its opposite, and you still won’t change the ending.
It’s the guns.
Control for every other variable – get rid of the internet and TV – and the story ends the same way, unless you take out the guns. It’s the only controllable variable that produces a different result.
And until we’re ready to confront that truth, we’re just wasting time.
Need to read more first? Start here:
It’s the Guns (from 2018)
It’s the Guns. It’s Always Been the Guns. (from 2018)
One nation, under gun. (from 2012)
6 Things to Know About Mass Shootings in America (from 2016 – since updated)