This morning, millions of Americans returned to work after the long holiday weekend.
They set their alarms, got dressed, and sat down at their computers.
They scrolled through their overflowing inboxes, which inevitably included at least one obnoxious “just following up” and went about their business as usual.
Except, it’s not business as usual. Because on May 24, 2022, 19 elementary school children and 2 teachers were brutally gunned down and murdered in their own classroom in the small town of Uvalde, Texas.
And 10 days before that, an additional 10 people were shot and murdered in Buffalo, New York while they were simply shopping for groceries.
And yet, we are expected to return to work, to go about our day, and to be functional human beings as if everything is normal.
Nothing about this is normal.
We live in a high-income country, supposedly “the best in the world.” And yet you cannot go to a grocery store, a place of worship, or even an elementary school without fear of getting shot to death. You’d think we are living in a war zone. And in some ways we are.
18-year-olds are collecting military-grade weapons as if they were Pokémon cards. Elected officials use a 246-year-old document to justify handing out murder weapons like candy. Our country is rapidly becoming overrun with deranged toy soldiers who shoot people merely because they can.
And nobody does a thing about it. We’re Bill Murray in Groundhog Day but nothing we do can get us to February 3rd.
And yet, somehow, people still have hope. They gather and they fight and they protest and they shout at the top of their lungs, trying to make someone, anyone, listen.
But our Washington friends half-heartedly watch our protest as if it were the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade playing on the TV in the background.
The Washington folk we elected, we chose. Who are the deranged ones now?