I have not had any hand wringing or guilt.
I had no idea who Kirk was. I have somewhat stepped out of the news cycles because i already know, trump has his dangerous satellite people out doing his heinous work for him. No need to keep an eye on them because the source is front and center.
My best friend told me he had been shot. My first thought was, sucky. Then I looked into just who Kirk was.
It took me about 30 seconds to realize he was absolute garbage and didn't require my sympathy.
Let me be very clear:
I hold no value of life for a person who has spent the larger part of their life or career making the lives of others a nightmare and horror. Him no longer being around is a much better service than him being above ground. In his case, his death hopefully prevented the suffering of hundreds of lives.
Sometimes, a life is best gone than to continue to exist.
So yesterday, I had no feelings of anything other than, well...one less shithead. Good.
Today, I still have the same feeling. The day is a little bit brighter now that one monster of a person no longer exists.
I won't change my mind. He terrorized hundreds of people with his rhetoric. I can only hope he felt fear before shedding his coil.
Maybe that makes me a horrible person, but I'm willing to accept that. If hundreds of people feel slightly safer today, then all is good in my world. No one should ever have to feel unsafe because of one unhinged asshole who has dreams of a white supremacist's wet dream. I will never feel bad for thinking what I do on this.
Now, having said that, yes, the shooter absolutely needs to be caught and appropriately dealt with in the manner of the laws. That person took a life, a really shitty life, but one nonetheless. They have to be held accountable.
My hope for his family:
That his wife is able to move on and away from the Stepford Wife culture she married herself to, find freedom and joy with her life and the things she can now do without being put back in some weird place of misogyny her husband supported. That she finds life beautiful again and love.
That his children get the help, therapy and resources they need to process what they unfortunately witnessed. No child should even have to see such horrors, even though in Colorado yesterday, three experienced the terror of what it is like to be shot, or witnessed their friends and teachers being shot. And we can't forget that Kirk felt that was acceptable for those kids. I'm sure he'd think differently today knowing his kids witnessed his own violent death. I hope these children find the healing and help they need. I doubt it, since they were raised evangelical, but I hope, for their sakes, they get what they need to heal. I hope their community surrounds them with love and support. They need it more than ever.
We need to stop and look at what we have become. We need to stop and realize how serious this situation has gotten. We need to stop and realize we have made people we don't even know some horrible enemy when all everyone really wants is the ability to live their lives happily and freely.
I don't know how to get people to see the monsters our politics have made us as a nation. That we literally see other humans as less than human, for any reason we can think of.
We need to stop. We need to connect with each other. We need to quit letting other people control our narrative and take control of it ourselves with recognizing everyone, of every race, are just trying to live a happy, loving life.
Can we do that please?
My best friend told me he had been shot. My first thought was, sucky. Then I looked into just who Kirk was.
It took me about 30 seconds to realize he was absolute garbage and didn't require my sympathy.
Let me be very clear:
I hold no value of life for a person who has spent the larger part of their life or career making the lives of others a nightmare and horror. Him no longer being around is a much better service than him being above ground. In his case, his death hopefully prevented the suffering of hundreds of lives.
Sometimes, a life is best gone than to continue to exist.
So yesterday, I had no feelings of anything other than, well...one less shithead. Good.
Today, I still have the same feeling. The day is a little bit brighter now that one monster of a person no longer exists.
I won't change my mind. He terrorized hundreds of people with his rhetoric. I can only hope he felt fear before shedding his coil.
Maybe that makes me a horrible person, but I'm willing to accept that. If hundreds of people feel slightly safer today, then all is good in my world. No one should ever have to feel unsafe because of one unhinged asshole who has dreams of a white supremacist's wet dream. I will never feel bad for thinking what I do on this.
Now, having said that, yes, the shooter absolutely needs to be caught and appropriately dealt with in the manner of the laws. That person took a life, a really shitty life, but one nonetheless. They have to be held accountable.
My hope for his family:
That his wife is able to move on and away from the Stepford Wife culture she married herself to, find freedom and joy with her life and the things she can now do without being put back in some weird place of misogyny her husband supported. That she finds life beautiful again and love.
That his children get the help, therapy and resources they need to process what they unfortunately witnessed. No child should even have to see such horrors, even though in Colorado yesterday, three experienced the terror of what it is like to be shot, or witnessed their friends and teachers being shot. And we can't forget that Kirk felt that was acceptable for those kids. I'm sure he'd think differently today knowing his kids witnessed his own violent death. I hope these children find the healing and help they need. I doubt it, since they were raised evangelical, but I hope, for their sakes, they get what they need to heal. I hope their community surrounds them with love and support. They need it more than ever.
We need to stop and look at what we have become. We need to stop and realize how serious this situation has gotten. We need to stop and realize we have made people we don't even know some horrible enemy when all everyone really wants is the ability to live their lives happily and freely.
I don't know how to get people to see the monsters our politics have made us as a nation. That we literally see other humans as less than human, for any reason we can think of.
We need to stop. We need to connect with each other. We need to quit letting other people control our narrative and take control of it ourselves with recognizing everyone, of every race, are just trying to live a happy, loving life.
Can we do that please?
