In my humble fucking opinion

Baltimore is over two thousand miles from Tuscon but the gun shots from Sunday morning still ring loud and clear. A 22 year old man approached a United States Congresswoman and put a bullet in her head. Moments later he turned the gun on the stunned audience and began to fire indiscriminately into a sea of human bodies that had gathered that day to support democracy.

One child, a nine year old girl, did not mean to die a martyr. She did not die as a sacrifice to innocence everywhere, she did not die because of a map littered with cross-hairs, she did not die because of god, or righteous indignation, or rebellion, or miscalculation, she died because she was murdered.

A modern day American massacre is a learning experience, you get to learn about how the media tries to sell grief, and how much you can afford. Create your own ideas of what went down that Sunday morning outside of a Safeway in Tuscon, Arizona.

Whatever illusion you settle on, please remember, anger is strong but empathy is stronger.