Once upon a time children were seen and not heard, and got beaten like rugs. I have been on the receiving end of more than a few butt-whippings.
But this latest Mother is a whole nother beast. She shot two of her teenage daughters..in the street, like the OK Corral. Shot them dead, then the police shot her.
I cannot pretend that I haven't wanted to stab somebody, stake them to an ant hill, flay them alive...but shoot someone, I DO NOT GET IT...
I do not know what they were arguing about, but I do know the Mother had to be insane when she pulled the trigger on two of her children.
And all this could have been avoided, if there were no guns in the house. Whatever happened to a good old fashioned fist fight, or hair pulling, arms windmilling into your opponent, or jello wrestling. How about using anxiety bats when somebody pisses you off?
This is not the Wild West, or is it?
I have thought long and hard about what could make me shoot my son, and the only scenario I envision is the Zombie Apocalypse. Love him madly but he cannot eat my brain.
The remaining family members have to deal with a situation that I would not wish on my worse enemy. And for what? We will never know what caused this woman to shoot and kill her daughters, but whatever it was, it could have been solved without gun-play.
I am not sending thoughts and prayers to the family, I am going to work hard to get common sense gun legislation in place asap.
This must stop.
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