I wish I was better, I wish a lot of things were better.

Okay, so clearly I cannot find the time to write, or corral my thoughts. Most days corralling my thoughts is like herding chickens (did that once thanks to a friend), or nailing jello to a tree with a limp noodle (never have I ever done that). So, I am basically pretty bad at this blogging thing. Most often, I find myself yelling out loud to no one, or complaining/griping to my friends. Thankfully, none of them have called an inpatient mental health facility on me… yet, but I fear that day may come soon.

I get so tired of everyone waiving the flag over the 2nd Amendment when it comes to a tragedy happening. And like most comments are meant to do, I get sucked in. There is so much loose interpretation when it comes to this amendment.

Amendment II

A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.

The Second Amendment (Amendment II) to the United States Constitution protects the right of the people to keep and bear arms and was adopted on December 15, 1791, as part of the first ten amendments contained in the Bill of Rights.

Hmm… a little over two hundred and twenty five years ago. Given that most muskets and rifles of that era fired .70 calibre balls (any cartridge above .50 is banned in the U.S. today), cavalry officers hacked heads and limbs off  of opponents with eight pound sabers, and cannons pulverized whole columns of men with grapeshot and exploding shells, I think most of our founding fathers would be shocked by the precision and focus of modern weapons. I’m not sure how a scabbard constitutes a weapon, but never mind.

Fast forward two hundred and twenty five years, we can change guns, but apparently  appears amendments cannot, hell we can’t even discuss the possibility that it needs to be reviewed. It appears that everytime a tragedy happens, we first get “thoughts and prayers”, is anyone listening, it appears not or else there would be no mass shootings or tragedies. There would be no cancer, no aids, no illness, everyone’s spouse or other half would be faithful, we would all have the career we want, there would be no debt, everyone would be happy… working yet? The next step everyone’s opinion (even mine) is put out on Social Media, yes that’s you Facebook, and Twitter (Instagram seems safe so far, and Tumblr is just for porn right?). So, once we have screamed “YOU CAN PRY MY GUN OUT OF MY COLD DEAD HANDS” and blame EVERYONE for EVERYTHING for not getting it right. It’s a gun control issue, it’s a mental health issue, it’s the fact that our underpaid overworked teachers cannot carry weapons issue, IT’S THE GOVERNMENT’S fault! WHY ARE YOU ATTACKING ME AND MY VALUES? We forget about the tragedy, the lives that were lost. We forget the fact that the lives are attached to loved ones who are still mourning the loss of their son or daughter, their family member, their spouse or partner. Once forgotten, who is going to do anything about it? Who can do anything about it? You? Me? Our elected officials? The guy in the watchtower with his legally purchased high powered firearm pointed at his next victim?

Crickets chirping…  It sounds nice in the summer, but it breaks my heart when it involves the loss of lives.

Maybe it’s me… maybe I am alone… but hopefully I am not.

 

Author: badboyloki

Well, I have read some pretty awesome blogs, and thought I would join late in the game. I am an amateur photographer in Upstate New York (Capital Region), who works in the Mental Health/Substance Use field as a Complaints & Grievances Coordinator. I have a pretty amazing family and friend unit, and have a great time enjoying their company, checking out new places to visit, and or eat. Like most people, I seem really extroverted, however there are times I lack the confidence to get up off the couch and be a part of the world, especially when the days are grey and gloomy.

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