I caught some grief yesterday for my insta-post tying the Virginia Tech massacre to America’s sick obsession with guns. Several folks accused me of trying to make political hay and one right-wing critic harrumphed that I had not even let the bodies get cold before piling on.
It turned out that this hypocritic was mightily stirring the pot at his own blog, but he had a point:
When a grossly public tragedy like a Columbine, a West Nickel Mines or a Virginia Tech occurs, there is a fine line between being respectful of the dead and taking advantage of them.
This was very much on my mind when I awoke this morning after a night’s sleep punctuated by Hieronymus Bosch-choreographed dreams of a society awash in violence, fueled by pious hypocrisy, in the thrall of sex but ashamed of it, and led by the morally bankrupt. See what happens when you watch cable news all day?
To paraphrase John Cole:
Our Imus-driven national dialogue about race has now officially turned into a national dialogue about gun control. Until, of course a 13-year-old blonde girl turns up missing, so there’s not much time to be reflective.
That duly noted, allow me a couple of follow-up points to my previous screed and I’ll be done piling on.
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