Yes, Mass Shootings are a Uniquely American Phenomenon

Our friend Jeff, like myself, is still reeling from the recent mass shootings. And, as our friend Keith so often reminds us, while the mass shootings get a ton of notice, many more die in other, less publicized shootings and suicides. I want guns gone, but realistically will have to settle for some sweeping gun legislation that reduces the number of incidents, injuries and deaths. Good post, Jeff … thanks!

On The Fence Voters

But so is the cultural and right-wing media obsession with guns

In 2008, during his rough and tumble presidential primary campaign against Hillary Clinton, former President Barack Obama got into some trouble at a fundraising event when hemade these commentsabout working-class voters:

“They get bitter; they cling to guns or religion or antipathy to people who aren’t like them or anti-immigrant sentiment or anti-trade sentiment as a way to explain their frustrations.”

Clinton, of course, nailed him for the comment, hoping to resurrect her campaign. And Republicans were all over him as well, but that’s no surprise. To them and Clinton at the time, it was a way to further the narrative that Obama was an out-of-touch elitist.

But rather than break down the quote word for word, which by the way is 100% accurate, for purposes of this post and the recent tragedies in the news, let’s…

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22 thoughts on “Yes, Mass Shootings are a Uniquely American Phenomenon

  1. Over here we fail to understand the cultural elements that garner the dependency on guns. Here a gun is a tool for agricultural needs and for environmental protection, or strictly controlled gun range recreation (?) but as for the right to bear arms, automatic, military grade open carry – really??? From here it seems irrational and childish.

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  2. Pretty sure I have never worked for a publisher ever, although I have submitted things to publishers before. I was going through the Police Dept. civilian training at the time, learning what they did during a shift each day. Part of the training was to load and fire their weapons. I never did figure out how to load the thing, but after one of the officers loaded it for me I at least knew not to point it at myself or anyone else. There were about 15 of us taking the training during my stint with Homeland Security, and we pretty much weren’t given a choice as to whether we fired it or not. Not something I could do again, but I really didn’t expect to hit anything at all except maybe the bales of straw they had stacked around to catch any stray bullets. I also did training with the Fire Department, Search and Rescue, FBI, ATF, and constant training in recognizing weapons of mass destruction. Learned a lot of stuff I wish I still didn’t know, but all in all it was interesting. I was placed at the District Health Department as assistant to the Epidemiologist, and learned more than I ever wanted to know during my stint with them. And that was at the time President Bush was encouraging first responders to get the Smallpox vax. I’ve never understood why this country and Russia kept samples of smallpox after it was supposedly eradicated, but that was the reality at that time. That was also the period when the Avian flu came out of China, a tiny thing at first that I found in a bulletin from WHO. A few months after I found it that flu became a pandemic affair, but not as bad as this virus. Makes me wonder — but then it always did. At the same time, why did this country begin the smallpox scare? Oh gee, I think I’m not going to have a very restful night now after remembering all that stuff.

    At least my training with the Fire Department has paid off well for me. I’ve had to put out two fires in my kitchen since learning how to do it. Messy, but worth knowing when you can’t get to a phone and you would rather save as much stuff as possible. Anyway, that’s the story behind my one time firing a pistol. I also went on ride-Along’s with a couple of the police officers and watched a drug bust one night. Not all that much fun!

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    • That is exactly the mentality here! People are replaceable … after all, there are 330 million of them in this country, so what’s a few more or less? But corporate profits, such as the gun industry rack up, must be protected. Thus, they convince the ignorant that their “right” to own a gun is the most important thing in the world, and … so what if they kill a few people? Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. As you can tell, this is one of those things that gets me riled easily. I’ve had a gun pointed at me twice in my life and I HATE all guns with a passion!

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  3. Now I’m wondering why I felt the need to share that when guns in America are such a serious deal. Maybe my instinct for making the abnormal seem less severe by finding a way to laugh instead of cry about it.

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    • We all need a bit of humour and personal connection, my friend. As you say, if we can find a way to laugh rather than cry, we’re better off and then better able to help others, too. Hugs! ❤

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  4. I read that one earlier today, Jill. He is right on about it all. I fired a handgun at the Police Department training grounds once, fully expecting it to hit someone in the next county, but to my surprise I hit the bullseye with each shot. Not the one I was aiming at, just another one next to mine, but they all congratulated me for hitting something other than one of them. Not something I could do if my life depended on it, even though I have seriously considered running a few people down with my power chair a few times. One time I had to nudge some folks who had me penned in by a display of fresh corn at the grocery, all trying to get in there and grab some, not paying any attention when I kept trying to tell them to part the mob so I could get out and away from the display. No one heard me so I finally started very slowly to move the chair, blowing my feeble horn as I moved, and finally someone in the mob realized I was there and urged everyone to let me leave so they could get close enough to get what they wanted. Oh, how tempting to put it in fast mode and mow a few of them down, but I was nice and tried to hit as few as possible as I was leaving. Not as interesting as the day I dragged a huge crate of watermelons around the store without knowing it was attached to my chair, but interesting in it’s own right.

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    • Heck, you no doubt did better than I would have … I always figured I’d put a bullet into my own eye somehow! I’ve never fired one, nor had any desire to. I’ll never understand how hunters can bring themselves to shoot a beautiful, defenseless animal, then brag about it. I lose respect for any who can do so. Ha ha … you ol’ terror in a scooter! I used to work with a lady who had MS and used a scooter to get around. She was a fun lady, but she LOVED to come up behind me in a hallway and beep that horn, damn near giving me heart failure every time! Funny … but now that I think of it … her name was Angie, too! You sure you didn’t work for Standard Publishing back in the 80s – 90s?

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