There is so much one could say - so much one should say. I have typed, deleted, and retyped this opening sentence since yesterday - and all I've got for you are two sentences about typing sentences. I should be able to say something. Anything. After all, lots of people have said lots of things.
Some people have said that we need stricter regulations around gun ownership. Other people say that guns don't kill people - people kill people. Some people say it was a hate crime. Some people say we should blame religious radicals. Other people say we should blame an entire religion. Some people have called for war. Other people have said we've had enough war. Some people say we've become numb to violence. Some people say we've forgotten how to mourn. Some people say we've become complacent in our humanity.
Some people say something tragic happened yesterday. Tragic. Sad. Calamitous. Deplorable. Disastrous. Grim. Harrowing. Heartbreaking. Terrible. Sorrowful. Mournful. Somber. Horrific. Dismal.
But there is nothing to say.
There is nothing to say.
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