Aurora: The Dark Night of the Soul

My heart still calls out for all of us who are angry; to those of us who are rushing about with fingers pointed: looking for reasons… making excuses... postulating opinions… at gun owners... right/left wing nuts cases; pro-death or anti-death sentences; better security at movie theaters; calling for laws to be passed… who do we sue? Yeh, sure, get lawyers involved! The heart of compassion takes time to breathe in the sorrow… it is early… so close to the tragedy of it to do anything but grieve for the loss… the loss of the families… the loss… the loss… the loss.

            Remarkably, everyone that could do anything immediately, did do the only thing that could be done: the 911 operator did her job in a calm and professional manner; the audience did what they could to protect themselves; the police did what they could do to protect and serve; the emergency medical teams did their jobs, and most importantly, the emergency room and hospital staff are doing their jobs today.

            Grieving… letting it sink in… that is the job we are called to do. When these things happen in Iraq or Afghanistan I ought to feel the same grief because real solutions don't always show themselves in the minutes, days and weeks after such monstrous outbursts of violence. The solutions come from sane minds that have processed the sorrow. Turn off the TVs… turn off the noise… There is a point, once I've gotten the basic information, that I can shut off the babble that follows what happened, are the survivors okay, and who did it? Anything after that is prurient in nature... almost on a pornographic level… strung out on it...a reality show gone bad.... news-people sticking microphones in the faces of survivors... and the survivors enjoying the attention!...  talk radio/television hosts and cable news networks babbling on... filling time... filling time to distract us from the grief. I just sayin': Feel the sorrow... let it percolate a few days into sane action before I start spouting emotionally driven nonsense.

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