I remember back when Kennedy was assassinated : that’s when I first heard about gun control. That was when I was 13.
Before that time, life didn’t seem to be as violent. Maybe it was, and I just didn’t know it because I lived a sheltered life in the suburbs.
Then Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy were killed. I was 17, and in my senior year of high school.
The next assassination attempt was Ronald Reagan, and Brady was injured. I was 31 and pregnant with my last child who is now 30 years old.
And so it goes. The Columbine teenagers, Gifford shooting, and on and on. I just read the book “Gabby” that her husband wrote. She’s gone through Hell and back to get back some semblance of functioning. You know, she’s never going to be the same.
Now, all those innocent people killed by a 24-year-old guy who is apparently mentally ill. He’ll probably live because he’s deranged. Who else would commit such a horrendous act. It’s a good thing his apartment didn’t explode.
He meets the classic profile: quiet and keeping to himself. This one is even a brilliant student, (a PhD candidate who recently left the university), but he used his brilliance for evil purposes. You have to know something happened to him. But it doesn’t matter now because he’s committed unpardonable acts.
Once a gun goes off, there’s nothing you can do to stop the bullet.
One argument is we need guns to protect us against the government taking over. The opposing argument is that guns can’t compete against nuclear
weapons and chemical weapons. Look at what Syria is doing to their citizens?
What do you think? Convince me gun control isn’t a good idea.