In Search of...meaning from the meaningless

So we’re a little over a week into the New Year and already someone has shot a Democrat in the head. Yes, the shooter was crazy, but that’s not the point. A crazy person bought a gun legally, which you can evidently do very easily in the great state of Arizona, and then he opened fire at a public gathering in Tuscon.

If you can just walk into a store and buy a gun legally, I’m not really sure we should feign surprise that an event like this occurred. It was really just a matter of when and not if, wasn’t it? And the ten year old who shot his mother with a rifle…again, really a surprise? What the hell was a loaded gun doing within grabbing distance of a ten year old? Take away the guns and you take away the gunshot victims. That’s my point.

And another thing, Sarah Palin, quit inciting violence overtly, subliminally, or any other which way. You can’t stand there and use the word “reload” and then deny that you are inciting violence. Just because you look pretty in a skirt on camera does not mask the ugliness which you embody by your choice of words and website pictures. I say that, of course, with all the love in my heart.

So here I am, in a world gone mad, clinging to the hope that some beauty can be found in the ashes - in the heroism of the man who sacrificed his own life to shield his wife from the gunman’s fire, or the people who tackled the shooter to stop him from killing more, or the nine year old girl born on 9/11 whose passion to get involved and help people motivated her to go meet a Congresswoman one fateful, tragic day.

If there is anything of value to cling to or to dwell on, let it be that for the one horrific, there was in the end the courageous, the righteous, the altruistic. The qualities we would like to think we possess, in fact, some of us do. And that is something which, in the wake of such staggering sorrow, can bring us all a little hope.

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