I’m a news junkie. I follow events pretty much all day long as I go from one activity to the next, and I read from sources that are derisively labeled by some as mainstream. The whole term “mainstream media” during the last decade or so is an example of this cultural divide which is separating Americans from one another. Like the “tasseled-loafer” epithet of the Reagan/Bush years, reading from, say, the Washington Post, the National Review, or apparently even the Arizona Republic, one is likely to be painted as a sycophant to the establishment. My news of record might be your deep state enabler.
But I’m not looking for validation here on where I go for the truth or where you find yours. We can agree to disagree on matters of Russian interference in our elections, the dangers of transgenders using bathrooms, or those pesky death panels still in Obamacare. I’ve got all the time in the world to sit down with you and debate. Hell, I’ll even supply some good whiskey and vermouth to mix a killer Manhat…. oh, right. Those damn tassels are giving me away again, aren’t they? Well, we can just crack open a beer then. My point is that we don’t need some loudmouth cable news personality on Fox News or MSNBC to deliver us talking points. You and I are collectively capable of doing this on our own if we really want to.
Where I don’t have all the time, however, is once again on the subject of guns. Specifically semi-automatic assault rifles.¹ We are literally killing ourselves in this country because of a twisted, irrational, and uncompromising stranglehold which the gun lobby has successfully ensnared over members of Congress. The NRA and its brethren will not stand for any serious controls on firearms no matter how much the general public supports legislative initiatives to do so. I think what I find most heartbreaking in the aftermath of the recent shootings in Florida, are the students who plaintively ask leaders in Tallahassee and Washington to protect them through just such legislation. Their pleas aren’t rhetorical theatrics spoon-fed by parents and gun control advocates. They are real and actual human responses to a tragedy.
By the same token, what galls me more than anything, once again, are the reactions from elected officials who offer their thoughts and prayers but absolutely nothing in the way of statutory remedies. I for one am sick and tired of such meaningless platitudes. People are dying because of your inaction, and all you can offer the victims and their families are your prayers? Please.
Earlier today I called Senator Marco Rubio’s office in Washington, DC to let his staff know of my impatience with Congress on the issue of protecting Americans from guns. It is one phone call, one constituent, and one minuscule crack in an impenetrable shield that the NRA has constructed on Capitol Hill. But cracks can over time make a body become unstable.
ask plead with you to help create more of these cracks. You can find your senator or representative’s phone by using Google or from this very handy directory. Just tell the person who answers the phone why you’re calling. They’ll possibly ask you for your name, but more than likely they’ll just ask for your city and/or zip code. My call took literally a minute to complete. Call them. Let them know how you feel.
I’ll let Jimmy Kimmel have the last word. His are for more powerful than mine.
Until next time…