Another mass shooting. At a high school. Students who woke up that morning, rolled out of bed and showed up at school ready for the history exam, or a little late because they couldn’t decide what outfit to wear, or dreadfully nervous to finally ask that girl out. Students who had an entire life before them, bright and starry eyed, wanting to fall in love, and travel the world, and experience…everything. And then in one instant, one more shooting to add to the growing list of American massacres, all of that hope, the anticipation, the eagerness, becomes total darkness. That relentless darkness that no sane person wishes on a teenage mind.
If we look at the statistics, we see that countries with no guns, have no gun violence, and countries with no guns, have far less violence in general. Yes, there is the occasional knife attack that I feel I must address, though it feels so absurd to address, in effort to respond to the thousands of American gun bearers who are quick to list the many, many household items, poisons and metal objects that can be used as weaponry in the right circumstance. But how many mass knifings have you heard of lately?
It’s not feasible to take away all the guns. At this point, they’re in too many hands, too many radical, irrational and brutal hands. What is feasible is intensely regulating them from this point on, and making it illegal, from this point on, to own any assault weapon capable of mowing down dozens of students on a high school campus before they have time to run away. For what other purpose would someone require a gun like that?