Today 20 little people went to school and didn't come home
That's the beginning and and end of the story.
It wasn't done with a hammer it was done by a sick son of a bitch that took 3 automatic or semi automatic handguns, walked in to a school and killed innocent children. If he didn't have guns, would he have done it with something else, maybe, but he didn't have to make that choice.
I don't know why this gets to me, maybe it's my battles with depression, maybe it's me getting older and facing my own mortality with the thoughts of children, but this one doesn't make me sad, this one makes me sad and angry.
I guess it was different with other school shootings like Columbine or Virginia Tech or the all too many others that have occured, because at least they were high school or college students who would at least have the presence of mind to help themselves, or to save themselves. The kids that were lost today were babies and didn't have that ability.
One of my favorite lines of fiction is from "The West wing" and I will close my thoughts for now with it
The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels tonight.
