And by that, you know, I don’t feel anything really about the Vegas shooting. It’s what we brought on ourselves. The logical conclusions of the policies we implement. Give guns to everyone, and some nutcases who want to murder a bunch of people will have trivial access to guns.

Oh, but if you make guns illegal, only criminals will have guns! I know someone’s gonna say it, because someone says it every time. Two points. One, Australia did it, and we have data that this is not the case. America isn’t so different. Two, yes, you make stupid things illegal. Sometimes criminals then circumvent that. That happens when we make stuff illegal. But the reason we do it is that we establish the kind of country we want to be. So if you’re unwilling to take even the most basic step towards saving *literally thousands* of lives every year, pardon me if I don’t give a shit about your supposed moralizing. You have nothing to stand on.

But yeah – do I feel outrage? No. Why would I? This is exactly what we’re constantly asking for. Do I feel anger? Of course – but I felt that years ago when folks did nothing after fucking *Sandy Hook*. So the anger’s just a dull disappointment that America has to constantly remind me that it’s worse than I hope, and more gutless than I expected.

The thing I keep wondering is, “What if?” What if my kids are one day murdered by some idiot with a gun? I *choose* to live here. In this country, where psychopaths and idiots can arm themselves to the teeth. If one of my kids is gunned down, I *have* to hold some responsibility for that.

And how is that going to feel? Will I be able to live with myself?