I had originally planned a movie review for this week’s blog. I had written about God Bless America, which is a dark comedy. After the events of January 6, I could not review that particular movie at this time with a good conscience.
I work very hard not to be political in my author persona. For today’s blog, I quit trying.
I had taken January 6 off from my Day Job so I could watch the electoral college vote be certified by Congress. Every instinct I had told me something was going to happen. I have not been on social media since July 1st, other than a quick pop on to check on certain friends and family. I couldn’t take the vitriol any longer. I stopped watching the news around that time, too, asking my husband to close the door between our family room and living room when he was watching. I curated my input.
Even without a constant barrage of information/misinformation, I knew something was going to happen on January 6, which begs the question why didn’t law enforcement?
But that’s not what my blog today is about.
As I watched the attempted coup in horror–but not surprise–another very weird thought wouldn’t go away: School shootings.
Those elected representatives I saw hiding under desks, etc. could have been my son (a teacher) during a school shooting. Now those elected representatives who won’t do anything about the pandemic of school shootings (which the COVID pandemic has appeared to eliminate) know what those children and teachers go through. The same feelings of terror and helplessness.
Welcome to the reality of America today.
Now maybe they’ll do something about it.
If the country ever finds “normal” again.