Monday, May 28, 2018
Week of 05/28/2018
Why The
Next Shooting Tragedy Will Happen
I’m going to let you in on something that some of you may already know,
or at least suspect.
There will be another gun-related tragedy in America.
It’s not a matter of “if”. It is a
matter of “when”.
It will happen.
Maybe it will happen in a school.
Maybe in some public place like a mall or a church.
But it is going to happen.
No amount of outrage will stop it.
No amount of teeth-gnashing or fist-pumping will stop it. No rallies or calls for political action will
stop it. And no amount of “thoughts and
prayers” in the whole entire universe will stop that next shooting tragedy from
happening.
You can take away the “nasty” weapons and restrict how they’re sold and
to whom and under what circumstance. You
can go after all the violent video games in the world and all of the violent
movies available. You can make schools
and churches and malls into veritable fortresses with armed snipers on the
rooftops and motes filled with alligators, and it will not matter.
There will be another shooting tragedy.
It will happen because we don’t want to deal with the things that have
truly made these people into shooters.
We don’t want to deal with young men that have been ostracized from
society. Shunned, ridiculed, bullied,
segmented away into some subgroup where they feel and told that they don’t
matter. Where the system works against them. These aren’t “star athletes” or “big men on
campus”. They’re not the popular ones or
even the ones people talk about showing any measure of potential. They’re not Archie or Reggie or Jugghead or
even Moose of the “Riverdale” scene.
They are “Walk-On Non-Speaking Role #512”. They are the forgotten and the abandoned and
the isolated. They’re the ones that you
refer to when you say “well, someone’s got to make the fries.”
I know this segment all too well.
I was part of it. I lived
it. I tried everything I could to get
out of it. And it lingers with me
today. It still affects what I do and
how I think.
And the scary part is that I could have gone down that path. I could have
easily been one of those forsaken nobodies that turn their pain into violence
and tragedy.
What stopped me from going there was the delusional hope that there would
be something later on in life that would make up for my misery, and also I came
to the realization that going down that path of tragedy would forever damn me
in the eyes of society. Everything I
suffered, everything I endured, everything I was going through, all the loneliness
and isolation and the psychological torment, would become irrelevant if I went
from loner to killer. Worse yet, I
realized back then that nothing would change if I did go down that path. So I dismissed the whole idea as the fleeting
mad fantasy that it is.
And now here we are, more than thirty years later, and the madness that I
had rejected is being taken up by so many others; in the workplace, in schools,
in malls, in public venues, anyplace where they can find people and carry out
what they believe to be revenge. Sometimes
they die in the process. Sometimes they
take their own lives. Sometimes they get
captured.
And every time it happens, we do the same thing. We go into shock. We give empty “thoughts and prayers”. We lower the flags. We put the blame on easy scapegoats; movies, video
games, secular life, guns. We get mad. We scream for action. And maybe we get some jiffy-pop
politically-expedient action if the pressure is strong enough. Something, we believe, is better than
nothing.
But it doesn’t stop, even if that “something” is done. All the marches, all the legislation, all the
pressure on businesses to change their business dealings, all the false idol
monuments put up and all the “gun-free” legislation enacted doesn’t change a
thing.
It just happens again. And it will
happen again. And we will be doing the
same things over and over again.
Because let’s get brutally honest here... as long as we fail to see why
these people do what they do and what brings them to that point to where they
follow the path to madness and tragedy, then we will never do what it takes to
really stop these tragedies. All we will
be doing is reacting to the next tragedy.
We will be wasting our time and our breath pretending to want something
done, when all we are really doing is waiting until the next tragedy happens.
What turned people, mostly men, to go down the path to tragedy was not
done in a vacuum. They did not wake up
one morning out of the blue and decide to be the next monster. There is a flaw in our social structures that
resulted in them feeling isolated and forsaken and it is reinforced with every day
that goes by that it is not addressed.
They won’t open up about it because they have been conditioned to keep
their problems to themselves. Don’t complain. Don’t “whine”. Be a “man”.
Tough it out!
Of course, we don’t want to deal with this kind of problem. We don’t want to mess with the social
stratification. We don’t want to admit
there are flaws with how things turn out.
We’d rather have a few “losses” than mess with the status quo. It’s just that those “losses” are starting to
include more than just the “flaws”.
This is what we need to deal with, and, as long as we don’t, as long as
we play the same game over and over again, then the next tragedy will happen.
So the real question that you should ask yourself is how many times will we
have to react to the next shooting tragedy before you are truly ready to deal
with it?
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