I just read a post from a blogger friend that disturbed me. It was about the shootings in Arizona yesterday that left six dead and many others wounded. I also posted about this yesterday.
The foundation of the blog is the vitriolic nature of reporting and people who capitalize on division. People were blamed and names were named: Sarah Palin, Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck.
Let it be said, I have no time for any of these people. They are transparent prostitutes for people’s minds and money. They don’t represent me. They like to blame others for our woes. They wrap themselves in the flag and offer judgment on what is “right” for America.
But, I’m not about to blame them for what happened yesterday. I can’t go that far. It would give them too much credit.
Yes, we are a divided country, but because we’ve allowed it to become that way. The networks report the way they do because we buy more soap when they act this way. We buy more bubblegum at the checkout when we see the rags talking about who’s sleeping with whom. Even NPR stepped across the line, reporting the death of a lawmaker without proper confirmation, hurrying to conclusion before the story was even completed. This is all reckless.
The news commentary shows all are run by political hacks, and I include Rush and Sarah and Glenn with Rachel and Keith. They all have agendas that should cause us to pause.
And, because one, or some, might espouse my political views, doesn’t make them speak for me. There isn’t one more noble than the other.
There has to be room for other ideas, other thoughts. The I’m right, and because of that, you’re wrong mentality has to go away. We cannot be at war with each other over ideas. We have to be bigger than that.
I can’t get into the mind of a kid who decided to load up his automatic weapon and start spraying death and pain around like it was some sort of movie.
Maybe he saw it in a movie. Maybe this was this person’s one shot at becoming famous, or infamous, or relevant, or remembered. Maybe he was tired of being nothing, and in others’ pain he could become somebody.
I don’t know. I’m numb.
No, I can’t even blame this on Rush and Sarah and Glenn. As much as I want to, it would make me just like them.
If we’re going to point fingers, let’s do it to the mirror, with each of us taking our measure of responsibility. Only then, will we be able to sort this out.