This is us
A character came to me last night. A girl who refuses to leave her house. She always keeps her back to the wall. She stays away from windows and keeps her curtains drawn. She is afraid of living because she is afraid of dying. She is afraid of dying terrified. She is afraid of being a victim of random gun violence.
This is the generation that is growing up now. They are watching on television and YouTube as dozens of people are gunned down at concerts, in night clubs, in schools. They are watching as their government does nothing. Time and time again. Nothing. It is a disgrace. But is is what our nation has become. The gun lobby’s money beats our children’s future every time. The pull of power, and the money it takes to get and keep that power, is more important than the right of all of us to be protected from men with guns bent on killing us.
This nation has been letting our children die by gun violence for generations. This is not new. What is new is that it is now so much easier to kill so many so quickly. In the blink of an eye. And still our elected officials do nothing.
It’s got to stop. But our system is so broken that I’m losing hope. Our president golfs while people are dying. Our legislators cash their checks and do nothing. We are all so exhausted from our efforts to stop them from making things worse that we can’t even begin to hope they might make things better.
This is what we’ve become. This is us. My heart is broken.