You won't see many posts like this from me because I would rather keep things light-hearted, fun, smart-ass etc...but it's heavy on my heart this morning. I keep reading news articles and watching the news waiting on that moment that law enforcement officials uncover the motive behind such a horrible attack. Not that it would make this any easier or help matters at all but because, to me, when something of this magnitude happens, you need there to be a reason. Even if it is bogus, crazy, whacko and just plain absurd...it helps me to know that person was following what they believed.
There is NO reason whatsoever that could ever come close to justifying his actions...and I don't even care to say his name. He's not worth the time it would take to type it. The hundreds of victims names...those are the ones we should be focused on. The first responders, officers, doctors that stayed behind, strangers risking their lives for other strangers...those are the ones to be remembered.
I know America is in the middle of some crazy ass race war...whites against blacks...blacks against whites...Hispanics mixed in the middle somewhere and Asians are like whatdefuuuuck is going on? But when something like this happens, somehow everyone seems to forget the color of skin, their backgrounds, their heritages, their raising, sexual orientation...and they help one another.
The only color that matters during a tragedy such as this is red...the blood that was shed. Everyone bleeds red. Even the son of a bitch that did this. Whether we are good, bad, ugly, fat, tall, short, skinny, black, white, yellow, purple, green, racist, gay, straight, smart, dumb, southern, northern, western, Christian, Buddhist, Islamic, atheist, local, foreign, rich, poor...I mean I could go on and on forever...the point is...we are all human. And that is the only title that should matter. Humans should help humans. Love and human decency should prevail.
RED blood on the floor of one of the
Las Vegas hospitals treating shooting victims.
I bet you can't tell how many different races were here.
Unfortunately, we live in a time where it is more beneficial and financially profitable to certain groups for everyone to be against everyone. While I am not proud of the history of my family and many others owning slaves, being racist, or whatever...it happened. That doesn't make me a slave owning racist. It is history. And just because you don't like history, doesn't mean you can erase it and pretend it never happened. The goal should be to learn from it and move forward with every intention of not repeating it. If you don't know where you come from, how do you know where you're going?
Oddly enough, the movie Moana has some good life-lessons in there. One being something to the effect of, "You get where you're going by knowing where you've been." Learn from others' mistakes.
I guess I should get off my soapbox and get back to thinking about funny sarcastic stuff. I will leave with you this:
Love one another. Stop being so judgmental - at least until they give you a real reason...like being stupid. Skin color or background does not equal stupid. Stop being jackasses. Get your heads out of your asses and act like you have some sense. And stop riding my ass on the interstate. Just because I am a responsible driver and leave a safe following distance between me and the car in front of me doesn't mean I am holding you up. I am going 10+ over JUST LIKE YOU.
That was a bit of a rabbit trail. Hell, this whole post is all over the place. Deal with it. My blog anyways.