Is this the USA?
The four students killed – Ethan Chapin, 20; Kaylee Goncalves, 21; Xana Kernodle, 20; and Madison Mogen, 21 – were discovered by police last Sunday in an off-campus home.
At least five people were killed and 18 injured after a shooter opened fire at a Colorado Springs gay club Saturday night, police said. Colorado Springs Police Department
Cavaliers linebacker D’Sean Perry and wide receivers Devin Chandler and Lavel Davis Jr. were killed Sunday night, a little more than 30 hours after team’s game against the University of Pittsburgh.
There have been more than 600 mass shootings so far in 2022 in the USA.
In the past nine days. Our children, being murdered.
According to the study, almost half of the 437,000 murders took place in countries with just 11 per cent of the global population. In 2012, the Americas overtook Africa as the region with the highest rate of killings.
I fell down today. I learn about the four students murdered at University of Idaho today. Broke my heart. Five people killed in Colorado and the three young men killed in Virginia. Is this the USA.
I am praying for the families. The pain, they must have. I do not understand why the USA had 600 mass killings this year. I hope our leaders learn. The children are the wealth of the country. We must do something different. I saw the photos of the four students in murdered at the University of Utah. Young, strong and beautiful. I saw the photos of the three football players murdered. Strong men killed before they could live. In Colorado Springs. Five people murdered and 18 wounded. Why?
I have four children and five grandchildren. I walk my grandchildren to the bus-stop on school days. Many parent stand with me. Most countries don’t have our problem. Maybe we need the laws of Canada, 0 mass killings? Maybe we need the laws of Australia, 0 mass killings? Great Britain has 12 death total. The poor students at the University of Idaho are scare to death. The student at University of Virginia. Left with broken heart. In Colorado, another scar on the USA.
It is time for us, not be silence. The parent, grandparent and sister/brothers must live without someone they loved. What do we do? Demand change. Find out why our children are being murdered.
An 18-year-old white gunman shot 10 people to death and wounded three on Saturday at a grocery store in a Black neighborhood of upstate New York.
Today I am very sad. I saw three beautiful college girl student faces and one handsome male student. Just kids having fun. Murdered while they slept.
I saw three University of Virginia football players faces. Strong young men. The prime of their life. Stole away by the gun. I will burn some white sage. I will write on small sheets of paper their names. I will go to the Clinton River and I will pray, burn the paper with tobacco/white sage. I will pray they found a better place. I will pray. The poor parent can survive. I don’t believe I could.
Was a old song. If we seek peace, even if one by one. Maybe we can change our world. We must stop the violence. We need to follow, Canada and Australia laws and regulations.
Please say the name of the children, old and young people took by violence.
Denny Stong, 20; Neven Stanisic, 23; Rikki Olds, 25; Tralona Bartkowiak, 49; Suzanne Fountain, 59; Teri Leiker, 51; Eric Talley, 51; Kevin Mahoney, 61; Lynn Murray, 62, and Jody Waters, 65.
I will.
John Castellenas
This is painful, touching. There’s need for 0 mass killing in the US… in all countries in fact
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Thank you Lamittan. We must change the USA. The children need opportunity, education and good parent.
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John: I agree, some thing must be done!. I disagree on putting more limitations on the ownership of guns by the sane and self-adjusted. Quit mollycoddling and start some serious profiling. It’s the sick people, not the guns. See Switzerland. And, if you can take the islamo-heat, Israel. My extreme suggestion: follow the U.S. Constitution and allow any non-vilent non-felon the right to carry openly. Watch the animals shy away. Canada and Australia come from a culture of limited gun limited gun rights, though I suspect in both countries “agricultural and hunting” interests do have their guns at home. When we catch a gun criminal, kill them. It may not deter the next hoodlum or insane maniac, but at least it will be one – or more – less. Pick up a fist, a rock, a stick and you will find more in America killed by them – and of course knives – than by guns. We just do not hear – or read or see about them so much as our many-folded media would have us know.
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I don’t know Rich. USA people had lost their mind. I was a soldier once and If I had a problem with another soldiers. We would put on the gloves. We didn’t kill each other. I believe our children need opportunity. Nothing as bad as a kid with nothing to do. They will create hell-fire. I have my guns. No automatic weapons. Old Army belief. One shot, one kill. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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John Castellano – hope I spelled it right, sir Cougar: we had an old (to us) Air Force PE teacher in the 9th grade who had us all put on the big 12-ounce gloves just before thanksgiving. Calmed us all down. I do not have any automatic weapons eiteher, but I subscribe like the Canadian Mounties and Texas Rangers – with appropriate modification – one shot one kill; one riot one mountie/ranger. I believe we all would benefit if our junior high/middle school kids were taught rifle safety/marksmanship, but I suspect you know how that would play in today’s “woke” world of government – and now private/parochial- education. All three of us Richards boys were taught “there is no such thing as an unloaded firearm,” and except for the treasured .44-70 Springfield cavalry carbine dad got in Newfoundland along with a French revolutionary flintlock we each fired a rifle, and a shotgun under his tutelage. Mom stayed in the kitchen. “You never touch a gun in this house unless we (Mom and Dad) are not home and someone tries to break in; you never point a gun at a person unless you intend to shoot; you never shot unless you intend to kill.”Sound principles. I’ve never brandished or threatened – even while on active duty USMC time without those intentions foremost. Such training used to be common in local high schools’ marksmanship clubs and raining. Gotta wonder what would be the effect (and affect) were we to do so again. Thanks for posting, John.
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I taught my grandchildren how to shoot a rifle and a small pistol. We must teach our children. To stay safe. I told my grandchildren. You must run or fight? This is terrible. In their school. Can be a war zone. I appreciate the comment my friend.
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John, thank you for teaching your grandchildren. Kun safety begins with – as in all education – with knowledge. I no longer am amazed our schools are so dangerous: not just guns (and knives) but bullies, both students, staff and adults. Go-pros on all teachers (and perhaps during the school day on all students and staff and administrators as well: especially with sound. Such predators exist in private/parochial settings as well. What are we to do? Outside of homeschooling (and not all homes are safe either. We face a conundrum. If we survived school (and that is a big “If”), it may come down to just luck. But I do not so believe. I mostly taught myself…that’s why I love libraries. I also had two brothers with whom I battled all the time – and learned how to defend myself and also acquired a lifelong hatred of braggarts, bullies and abusers. Perhaps we may teach our children self defense and self actualization (but not how that word is meant in the “woke” sense, but follow Davey Crockett’s alleged saying: “Be sure you are right, and then go ahead. My father I thought was a drunk and a bully. Only partly true on each count. As I and my brothers grew older the man whose own dad suicided in 1929 when he was 10-years-old said he always would back up his sons in any encounter with an adult – principal, staff or teacher – “just make sure you ae right.” He also said we could “touch” him for a loan at any time – and so long as it was paid back. the offer was renewed. When I got out of the Naval Hospital I still had not gotten my pay records straight from VietNam: Dad called his banker, got me a car loan and a personal loan pre-approved on his signature. The VW dealer was fabbergasted: “No bank does that!” he said. I had only one fight in junior high – with a classmate with whom I remain good friends – and only a few times jumped in as a volunteer bar-bouncer after the service. My brothers and I bounced about $%00 between each of us for years. Dad quit tobacco and whiskey from our junior high days on – mom deededthe money for shoes and clothes and such, and he only occasionally sipped a nep but he and mom could be found taking in a few beers at t he neighborhood pub two or three times a week. Whe he had stead his boys did two. He didn’t mince words about neighbors and acquaintances who fed their kids hot dogs while tey ate high. When I come home from my newspaper job 30-some miles away – especially during our fishing season – to do mom’s heavy chores once or twice a month and stay for a day off fishing, I sometimes would see those two on the back porch in separate glider-rockers just touching hands and chattering away wike a pair of 14-year-olds. Mom stayed at home despite a brief flirtation with then high-tech motherboard soldering work (just after vacuum tubes gave way to solid state) because she wanterd her boys to have slacks and nice shirts for high school. All three of us had our own businesses – mowing, etc. but she wanted that to go for what we wanted – mine was books, Glenn’s was electronics, Storms? no one knew. I told her I started out wearing jeans and tee shirts in the second grade – before that was Newfoundland and Navy school – and I damn sure wasn’t going to go “Brand Name” just to fit in. I did buy myself some Bass weejuns loafers and some nice shirts to go with my jeans for college before I got worried Vietnam was gonna end before I got there.
Sorry John, just a short note self-fertilized on me.
We all had safety rules in Dad’s shop or Mom’s Kitchen. My friends always wanted to go to my house – the least impressive of the lot in our circle – because as they said “you’re mom always is there and she always wants to feed us. And my girlfriends also used to stop by and Mom would shoo us boys out: “go to the woods for a while, pick some berries for a pie just try not to kill yourselves, Okay?” and chat with the ladies most of whom had working moms. Mom had more jobs that I could count right at home. When she died on Dad and me, I handed the old man her checkbook and credit union and bank passbooks and said: I was her backup. Now, it’s on you, Pops. He looked at the balances – especially the credit union and said: “How come you never told me she had squirreled away so much money?” I smiled and said: “I never told her about changing out those 20-dollar bills for hundreds for you when I came home to go fishing, so why should I tell on her?” Both children of The Great Depression. Both masters of “manageing.”Dad told us three all he wanted was Straight A’s in deportment and perfect attendance. He had never done either in his eight years or so. My older brother once suggested “…it the poor bastard had insisted on all As in the other subject he very probably would have gotten that too. Except for Storm. He repeated the first grade – hands too small to handle scissors. H damn near flunked out his senior year of high school. He’s t eh one with the4 PhD. Some counselor, Storm told me, once said “why can’t you be more like your smart brothers J and Glenn?” Storm then added the lagniappe: “I was in a drainage ditch out by the international airport, harvesting aquatic plants, when the counselor drove by. I shouted out to him: ‘Yep, you were right, nothing but a ditch digger'” The counselor mentioned that exchange to me years later. When I told him that year about which we were talking, Storm pulled in $600,000 = after expenses including taxes and paying me to keep him alive in the woods.
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