Three Thoughts On Vegas.

Vegas

What. The. Fuck.

At this point, when you hear about another shooting, don’t you feel physically sick? After waking up on Monday morning & hearing about the horrific events that happened in Vegas on my drive to work I had a ton of anxiety & sadness, but it eventually turned into sickness & nausea. I do a really good job at ignoring a majority of the world’s problems, including issues close to home. I’m too aware of them & when I pay attention, everything eats me alive in anxiety.

But it’s as if we’re living in a fucked up war movie, in the United States.

This killer can’t feel the energy of the people watching a fun country music concert? He’s looking at everyone sharing excitement together, feeling free, spreading love and joy but can’t translate that feeling to himself?  He wants to end it? For SO many people?

This is scary.

heebie jeebies

I heard a few things that I thought were worth sharing.

One – I’m horrified at this point about how easy it is to obtain such a large amount of damaging assault weapons.  This is the part of the conversation that makes me nauseated.  I understand being able to defend yourself, the 2nd amendment, and owning a weapon. But I’m having the hardest time understanding why this particular extreme type of defense is allowed, or needed.  (Jimmy Kimmel spoke on this much better than I did: HERE.) People ask me all the time if I felt safe in Dubai, it’s time’s like this that remind me why I felt so safe.  I never heard about a shooting, I never saw a gun or gun shot, I never had that fear.  In America, we do, all the time.

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