It hasn’t even been a week.
Five days after a misogynistic, anti-choice terrorist shot and killed 3 people and injured 9 more at a Planned Parenthood center in Colorado Springs, Colorado, another mass shooting happened today. In San Bernardino, California. At Inland Regional Center-a center that serves more than 30,000 people with developmental disabilities (as well as their families)-three heavily armed terrorists shot and killed 14 people and injured 18. According to authorities, the gunmen looked to be on a mission. They came to the center during a banquet on a mission to commit an act of domestic terrorism-one of the deadliest we’ve had in the United States since the Newtown school massacre in 2012 (yes, we have that here in the United States and it’s a significantly greater threat to the citizens of this country than Islamic extremists).
And it has been less than a week. Sigh.
After the initial shooting, the attackers fled, beginning a manhunt that lasted several hours and ending in a firefight with the police. Two of the three suspects were shot and killed. The third suspect is in custody. All of them had assault rifles and handguns and wore ‘assault-style’ clothes. It is too early to know the motives of the terrorists, but I suspect we’ll find out in the days and weeks ahead.
One thing I do know is that incidents like this Just. Keep. Happening. and as of this writing, we’ve had 355 mass shootings this year and it’s only day #336. On average, we’ve had more than one mass shooting per day this year.
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You know how they say “you never forget how to ride a bike”? I found out recently how true that aphorism is (for me at least). I’m house sitting for a relative and the home I am taking care of is well, not quite in the country, but it’s on the outskirts. It’s in a relatively small town (one in which I’ve yet to see a McDonald’s, which is weird-although I’m sure there is one here somewhere). I don’t have a car at the moment, so when I agreed to watch this house, I knew I’d have to walk wherever I needed to go. Thankfully there’s a post office maybe half a mile away (so I can continue selling stuff on ebay) and a neighborhood grocery store a few blocks from that. My parents were funny when I told them I could walk to the grocery store. In their heads, they must have pictured the store being five miles uphill or something, but when I walked it, the distance wasn’t bad at all. After the first time I walked for a few drinks at the store, a family friend was kind enough to let me use his bicycle. When I first got on it, I was a bit unsteady and uncertain. After all, I hadn’t been on a bicycle in over 20 years (stationary bikes at the gym don’t count)–but within a few minutes, it was like I was 13 years old again. Everything came back to me. So maybe there’s something to that saying about riding a bike. In any event, I’ve made the trip to the store a few times over the last few weeks. I was excited to bike up there again today, bc I was craving wine, some snacks, and an erection.
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