You know? I'm not even surprised, hearing about the shootings in Dallas. Strangely not even all that sad, and anything but shocked.
inside. Immune to the trending headlines that speak of death after
death, murder, brutality, hate, and still the misguided and patently
stupid belief that guns will fix everything.
The U.S. has been heading
for a meltdown for some time. It's so broke. There can be only so many
black lives taken by police before the guns are turned around.
The anger, the frustration, the justified belief that nothing will ever
change, that black lives don't matter, has created a simmering cauldron
that is way above the boiling point.
I don't condone it, of course. I
hate guns. But I'm not surprised.
It's ridiculous that the U.S. has a
reputation for its stance on terrorism, and yet it's not terrorists
Americans should be worried about: it's each other. I'm not going to
offer up any prayers because I believe that's a complete waste of
breath, spit and time, but I do send condolences to my American friends,
and a sincere hope that they can find a way to muddle through this
nightmare they're forced to endure. Talk about a black day in July.
I posted this on FB tonight; thought it was worth sharing. For what it's worth.