It would be really nice if the ramblings of crazy people didn’t in any way resemble how we actually talk to each other on TV. Let’s at least make troubled individuals easier to spot.
And, you know, again, to see good people like this hurt, it is so grievous, and it causes me such sadness. But again, I refuse to give in to that feeling of despair. There is light in this situation. I urge everyone: read up about those who were hurt and / or killed in this shooting. You will be comforted by how much anonymous goodness there really is in this world. You read about these people, and you realize that people that you don’t even know, that you never even met, are leading lives of real dignity and goodness. And you hear about crazy, but it’s rarer than you think. And I think you’ll find yourself even more impressed with Congresswoman Giffords, and amazed at how much living some of the deceased packed into lives that were cut way too short.
If there is any solace in this, I think it’s that for all the hyperbole and the vitriol that’s become a part of the political process, when the reality of that rhetoric, when actions match the disturbing nature of words, we haven’t lost our capacity to be horrified.
…Someone or something will shatter our world again. And wouldn’t it be a shame if we didn’t take this opportunity, and the loss of these incredible people, and the pain that their loved ones are going through right now: wouldn’t it be a shame if we didn’t take that moment to make sure that the world that we are creating now, that will ultimately be shattered again by a moment of lunacy — wouldn’t it be a shame if that
world wasn’t better than the one we previously lost?