I suppose this is always the way it is. The day is sunny, the birds are noisy, and the stream keeps up a bass line underneath it all, taking no notice of those who grieve. Why should it be different today because of two mass shootings in less than 24 hours, in El Paso and Dayton, where no doubt the sun refutes our reality? After all the sun is quite far away and is dying too. Superstitiously we all think we’ve been spared and will be spared. No grieving today for someone we know. Our grief is light-years away from the source of the anguish. We are hypocrites in the face of daily death. We say we mourn but we don’t. Not really. The country should have a day of silence. We would have to listen not to each other but to the frequencies emitted by creaking floorboards, refrigerator motors, water in the pipes, the crunch of gravel, the grackle’s squawk, the slap of bare feet, or whatever fills the space we usually pack with platitudes.I suppose this is always the way it is. The day is sunny, the birds are noisy, and the stream keeps up a bass line underneath it all, taking no notice of those who grieve. Why should it be different today because of two mass shootings in less than 24 hours, in El Paso and Dayton, where no doubt the sun refutes our reality? After all the sun is quite far away and is dying too. Superstitiously we all think we’ve been spared and will be spared. No grieving today for someone we know. Our grief is light-years away from the source of the anguish. We are hypocrites in the face of daily death. We say we mourn but we don’t. Not really. The country should have a day of silence. We would have to listen not to each other but to the frequencies emitted by creaking floorboards, refrigerator motors, water in the pipes, the crunch of gravel, the grackle’s squawk, the slap of bare feet, or whatever fills the space we usually pack with platitudes.
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