When in doubt, blame it on the crazies!

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Try as I might to never comment on political issues, as the mother of a first grader, I can’t remain silent. I am sickened by what happened in Connecticut last week, and angry to hear anti gun control people crowing about guns not killing people, and protecting constitutional rights, and what we really need to look at are the crazies!

Yes, many of these shooters are mentally ill. Yes, the signs are usually there before these things happen. Yes, the system is failing these people and their families who, in most cases, were begging for help. And yes, something needs to be done in regard to this issue, but let’s not use this as a parlor trick to divert attention from one pertinent fact. What the overwhelming majority of these killings also have in common is easy access to legally purchased semi automatic assault weapons.

I would never own a gun because statistics show that gun owners and their families are more likely to be a victim of their own gun, than to ever use it against an intruder, but I am not against other people owning one. A gun, to me, is something that needs to be carefully aimed, fires once, needs to be cocked to be fired again, and needs to be reloaded after 6 or 8 rounds. A weapon that shoots 30 rounds in 31 seconds only has one purpose. Mass casualty. There is no reason for civilians to own guns like these, and I’m pretty sure our forefathers would have written things differently if AR 15’s existed.

Unfortunately, mass shootings will be a part of life unless all citizens are required to give up assault weapons, but sadly, this is a sacrifice that people who want these weapons are willing to make. I can only hope that congress decides to make the connection, and put the assault weapons ban back in place. It will still take years for this trend to slow down because American households are apparently saturated with semi automatic weapons, but we need to start somewhere. My guess is that if the original ban never ended, twenty first graders in Connecticut would be sitting on Santa’s lap, or helping mom bake holiday cookies instead of having their bodies prepared for burial, but what do I know? I’m just a pool player.