Whatever you thought of the man, it's worth remember that Christopher Hitchens died two year's ago today. I can't help but wonder how he would have framed the Newtown massacre and all?
Maybe it was the previous night's restless sleep, or the fact that to stay awake yesterday I resorted to the extremes of watching daytime TV. But I found the near constant encouragement to "Tweet" and "Follow" and "Join" the televised "Memorials" of Newtown's victims, as though they had been caught out in a mud slide or some other act of nature -- rather than the collateral damage of a bullied congress that is the tool of big money and a mentally ill person with an insane amount of weaponry (there's nothing sporting about an assault weapon -- and it isn't a "rifle" no matter what the NRA says) -- a new low.
Let's just say that FOX, CNN... exhibited all the grace of a Nancy Grace thundering about the stage as a "Network Star," as articulate as a cow bellowing about being caught up in the injustices of a squeeze-box and then subjected to the branding iron's burn. But this is what makes it all so current and relevant in our world of ubiquitous media: I know how they feel. I know for a fact that I'm now at that same nadir. I too want to regurgitate this copious cud of a sick feeling in my stomach and bring forth some previously unimaginable insights.
Apparently none of us are up to the levels of Christopher Hitchens. Our world is poorer for his passing, and the same is true for all those brought down by the insanity of how this country treats and doesn't treat the mentally ill and of how this country promotes the use of assault weapons as solutions to every human situation rather than seeing in them some evidence of society's confusions. So here's all I so inarticulately have today: "Screw the NRA."
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