Here’s your problem.

The other day I received something in my work e-mail from the Vice President’s office about Biden’s meeting with representatives from the video game industry. I read more about it today. I don’t know what they’re hoping to find by going over this again. For that matter, I don’t know what anybody is hoping to do by re-visiting the gun control issue. We’ve been over this a million times. We come to the same conclusion each time. They are a factor, but not necessarily the factor, for why bad things keep happening.

I’m not necessarily against a little more regulation involving guns, or video games. If it is done right (that’s the hard part), I think it could help. However, there are other things out there that need a bit more attention; things that have probably come about because we’ve changed as a society. Things that don’t have such an easy fix. We’ve come a long way from the nuclear family of the 50’s, and we all know that was bunk, but I think maybe we’ve gone a little too far the other way.

Continue reading


Simply Awful

It might be a good news day, but it isn’t a good news day, if you know what I mean. I haven’t heard so much bad news in a single day for quite a while, and I can only imagine how the people personally affected by it feel.

I’m mostly talking about the school shooting in Connecticut. If you live under a rock, or just haven’t paying attention, look it up (I made that easy for you). How things in a person’s life gets to a point where killing your mother,  19 kindergartners, and 6 adults seems like the way to go, I’ll never understand. Nobody will understand, no matter what we find out. I’m not a religious person, but I believe I heard it best when the leader of a congregation told people something to the effect of “some things are only for God to know” . That’s a pretty eloquent way of saying sometimes, there are no answers.

All I can do is feel bad for the parents who found out they will never see their child alive again. I cannot fathom what it must have been like driving to the school in order to find out whether or not you still had a son or a daughter.

In advance, I’d like to admonish all the people who will undoubtedly use this story for political gain or to advance an agenda. You know who you are. You know what you are doing. Does it ever occur to you to maybe wait a day or two before giving a soapbox sermon? No. Probably not.  You’re probably not even right. The only reason for this terrible incident is some design flaw in the human brain.