It’s been awhile since I’ve ranted or wept or completely given in to my feelings on this blog. Today, I feel a need to do all of those things.
Recent news has my stomach churning, my head spinning, my heart breaking. We’ve lost 17 more kids – this time, those kids are of the age and the education level to speak out, to demand change. And there are the factions – the faction that is calling these kids “crisis actors” and other demeaning titles make my heart weep. Make me feel hopelessness. We tear at each other, like wolves with a new kill. At least the wolves do it for survival – we seem to not really have a reason. Or the ability to reason.
Yes, I know I’m making blanket statements, and that is never a good thing. There are those who use their brains to think logically, reasonably, that listen to opposing arguments calmly, considering the choices. And then there are the rest. And I might fit into “the rest”, I don’t know. I only know that I don’t know how anyone can really disagree with the concept of having a strict, universal background check before a gun can be purchased. If people have to wait a few days from the time of application to the time of getting the gun, so be it. What’s the big deal?
I don’t know how anyone can really claim a “need” for an assault type rifle – and I use this term admittedly without a clear concept of what an assault type rifle is. For which some will criticize me. Sorry about that. To me, an assault type rifle is one that allows someone to repeatedly fire many rounds in just a few seconds. Sportsmen, that is not sporting. I would think the thrill of the hunt would be the ability to “win” on relatively even terms.
I don’t hear demands from anyone to ban all guns, although those who support the NRA and defend their right to have guns seem to think that’s what’s happening. I would not care if they did, but I know many would be opposed to that. Fine – but that’s not what I’m hearing is on the table right now. I had a long Facebook conversation yesterday with a man who I assume is a gun proponent – but there was no progress made in that conversation. He obviously felt I wasn’t hearing him and I know he wasn’t hearing me. It makes me sad. Our minds are made up, don’t bother me with facts.
Then there is the New York State GOP Congresswoman who states that most mass murderers turn out to be Democrats. You will excuse me, but what the hell has political party got to do with anything at all here?
We are sick. We are a sick society and we need help. And it makes me so sad. It makes the world so bleak. What will it take to make us caring humans again? Will it take a colossal disaster? I hope not. I hope not.
On another topic, I have been playing with acrylic paints now because the alcohol inks were having an adverse affect on my system it seems. And I have been trying to learn to use palette knives with these paints. It’s an adventure. Here are two that I’ve done recently – and the darkness of these paintings might be symbolic, I’m not sure.