I had been having a busy week, what with two writing commissions and a couple of lectures to prepare for my trip to Germany next week. Last night, the Feesh took on the Snakes in Sunstroke Valley and El Keed had been perfect for six and two thirds when the dome caved in. With an interesting game to discuss, I made some notes and went to sleep, meaning to write the game story and catch up on the past week’s play. Then I awakened to the horrible news out of Orlando, and last night’s fiasco in Phoenix consigned itself to irrelevance.
Once again, the terminal insanity of permitting the uncontrolled sale of assault weapons to private citizens with no need for them made itself brutally obvious – weapons the likes of which hadn’t even been imagined when our founding fathers penned the Second Amendment, “sacred” to the thugs and simians who think that somehow our fundamental freedoms would be impaired if their beloved automatic rifles were removed from the streets. Even though this particular lunatic worked as a security guard and consultant and would have had access to such weapons as a professional, that doesn’t change the fact that our streets are awash with automatic and semiautomatic weapons.
Then, even worse, it turned out that the murderer was an American Muslim, a sole lunatic whose actions will only hand Donald Trump more, if you’ll pardon the word, ammunition for his campaign of bigotry against an entire faith. It couldn’t be more sickening.
Who we elect this Fall will make an enormous difference in what kind of justices we add to the Supreme Court. Don’t wast your votes on write-ins or fringe candidates. This madness needs to be stopped.