Yesterday I was with the kids at Butterfly World when a text from HT came through, asking if we were anywhere near Ft. Lauderdale.
No. Why?
A shooting at the airport.
Jesus.
As details pour in we find this shooter is a mentally ill veteran. He asked for help. He turned himself in to the FBI. He “heard voices,” telling him to view terrorist material on the internet. Statistics say 22 veterans a day commit suicide and that likely is an underestimate. Our country doesn’t give a rip about our soldiers. Don’t even try telling me we do. We don’t take care of them. Patriotism at the top is lip service.
My husband, sickened, asks why we have to register our dog, but not a gun? Our car, but not a lethal weapon?
Florida Governor Rick Scott says, “now is not the time to talk about gun laws.”
Vice Pres. Elect Pence calls the shooting in Ft. Lauderdale “heartbreaking.”
Both men are loved by the NRA.
Our country is so very unwell.
Our children have become desensitized to mass shootings. I tell them it’s not like this in other countries. This isn’t NORMAL.
They want to believe me, but can’t really imagine it.
I’m sorry to curse, but “holy shit.”
You said it all, here, and your only mistake was to write Governor Prick Scott’s name wrong.
Agreed.