Monday, November 13, 2017 – There are no words left to console the grief of parents who lost their children to Adam Lanza’s crazed and murderous rampage. Every year since December 14, 2012 we choose to remember that date just as we choose to remember 9/11 or December 7th, 1941 or the date of any other fateful occasion on which terror crept into our otherwise safe and comfortable lives. The list has grown long and has yet to stretch to unknown limits to which we can add October 1, 2017 and November 5, 2017. In between, there are other places and other dates that are on the list of events that we all are forced to remember. Yet we continue to pick and choose the ones we are compelled to resolve in some way, any way, in which we can. And we also select the only method available to us even though we’re reasonably sure of the frustrated outcome.
Years ago following the founding of this country – founded only because we chose to shoot back at those who would deny us freedom – we committed to parchment the rules and the protections inscribed as the Constitution. Ever since, some of us have attempted to change what we didn’t like to favor something else that we thought we liked better. And yet we were never completely satisfied. But we never gave up the hope that our continued frustrations might time-travel us backwards in history to prevent the things that would inevitably change the way we want to live in the future.
If we are unable to reverse what has been cast not only in stone like the Ten Commandments but in historical evidence of constitutional law we have little other choice but to try, try again until we find our only consolation comes to terms with sleep and the willingness to return to fight another day.
It is unfair to the families of those Sandy Hook children – all of them examples of community and Americanism – who have few if any other options than to show up at some public function with pictures of their children to remind the rest of us of their loss and to see them set up by lawyers who know better that the law they pledge to serve will again deny them the rewards of victory other than what only serves to keep them in business, client dollars. Small price to pay? We think not. They should always donate their time and efforts to just causes pro bono. Some do, some can’t, others won’t.
Part of the law they pledge to serve comes from others who craft it for whatever purpose which includes protection from endless and sometimes frivolous efforts to fertilize change. But change always comes at a cost. Certainly we’re thinking guns here, but choose any object that, at the devil’s hand, becomes a weapon; a knife, a bat, a poison, a car or a truck, and remove them all from the market in the name of safety, and evil will find other ways to accomplish its objectives.
To the point, the Connecticut Supreme Court will hear the pleas to do something – SOMETHING! – to end the suffering of those broken-heart parents, even at the cost of upending the millions of Americans who bought and own the guns that simulate the ones that took their children. Ridding the country of those products rather than the hearts and minds of the devil’s advocates who used those objects for blood lust won’t solve the problem. Such evil will continue as long as free choice makes any of those products, not just guns, impossible to exist. If trucks in the hands of evil’s servants who use them to run down and murder tens to dozens or more citizens can only be stopped if trucks are outlawed, what have we gained? Not even hope which continued efforts of frustration, as the calm of hope would have us believe, would be realistic.
If Connecticut’s Supreme Court decides to side with the families – a long shot at best – the wait for solace becomes even longer until the effort reaches the U.S. Supreme Court in which charge is placed to defend the Constitution in all its ignominious glory and the laws which lawmakers used as mortar for the building blocks of this country.
As we watch the horror of a Stockton schoolyard, of Columbine and Aurora, Virginia Tech, Orlando, a Charleston church, and so many others in between Las Vegas and Sutherland Springs, we bleed prayers and sympathy for the victims and wonder why we couldn’t have anticipated those events enough to have stopped them. We come to the conclusion that objects humans use to commit murder are not the problem and despite what we do to rid them will only give way to something else, be it fire and brimstone or death by a thousand cuts. Meanwhile we torture ourselves into thinking that the masses will easily and sympathetically surrender even though we know that hope, not rational solutions, is all we have left to gain.