As I sit here hopping from one newsfeed to the next trying to stay on top of the latest local tragedies, I wonder what actually brings someone to the point where they feel it’s a great idea to take another person’s life.
My usually peaceful yet brake-light filled trip home ended with marked and unmarked police cars lining the side of my street. Onlookers stood around with hands in pockets trying to make sense of all the commotion. I wondered too.
A neighbor (or at least I hope she was) informed me there was a triple shooting and at least one person was dead. I was floored.
Now, I don’t want to lead on that I live in Mayberry, but damn! This is way too close for comfort. The details about the event are still sketchy. All I know is it didn’t appear to be related to a home invasion – per the police.
What would it take to get me to the point of taking someone’s life? I’m sure if a person hurt my children (dogs included) I could easily slip into a special place in my head where I’d want to cause extreme harm. Maybe that’s what happened last night. Who knows?
I feel violence may be justified if it’s in the act of protecting or defending one’s kids. But, violence should never come from two adults disagreeing on a certain subject; yet that seems to be the underlying problem in most cases.
Instead of tougher gun laws, we could all benefit from classes to teach us how to be more effective communicators. Or at a minimum, send us to the same school the people from DMV must attend. The one where they’re obviously taught not to give a damn about anything other than smoke breaks.
If a person feels they need to pull a gun to express their point, they should at least do it honorably. Back to back and walk 10 paces, and out in the woods where no one else can be harmed by their senseless behavior.
Just in case I can’t figure out which school my DMV heroes attended, I’m going to look up my local laws on gun ownership. I think I hear the theme to The Sopranos playing in the background.
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