We don't watch much TV. It's infrequently on during the day. Yesterday morning I was home alone so popped on the little set in the kitchen to check out a couple of shows I haven't seen in a long time.
As with others hearing the horrible news, I was at first stunned, then felt physically ill, then plunged into a well of depression.
Not again. Please, not again.
I watched the TV screen transfixed, tears streaming down my face while I became sadder and madder.
When will this end?
It's not about gun control. Anyone who thinks it is, is refusing to look at reality. It's about our sick, sick, sick society.
Fellow blogger Ruth Dixon over at Hope, Faith and Joy Farm wrote a post that says it better than I can. You can read it here.
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