It's The Ideology

It wasn’t a gun.  It wasn’t a bomb. It wasn’t a machete.   It was a truck.  2 -3 minutes.  84 now dead, including 10 children. Do you understand now? It’s not the weapon.  It’s the ideology. ~  A viral Facebook post.

I’ve had an epiphany. Yes, I totally understand now.  If someone with a twisted ideology or some random radical Islamist wants to take out a crowd of people then he’ll find a way.  It might be fertilizer rife with ammonium nitrate, it might be a box cutter, it might be a baseball bat (as happened in Deltona Florida in 2004) or it might be a simple kitchen knife as happened in Osaka in 2001.  Most recently of course, it was a truck.  "Where there's a will, there's a way," goes the old saw.

Dog Tired

I’m not angry this time.  If anything I’m just exhausted.  That kind of tired that you feel after you've had an argument with a loved one and all the vitriol has just been wrung out of you and all you really want is for all of the bad feelings to go away and for everything to be at peace again.  It’s an empty dullness that makes you just want to lie down on the couch in the quiet house, exhale and look up at the ceiling.  Maybe I’m just getting numb to it all.