Ten individuals had trauma inflicted on their bodies. When taken to the emergency rooms of the area hospitals, mostly Temple and Einstein (of course Hahnemann is no longer in the picture), we can only imagine the trauma inflicted on countless others ----physicians, nurses, lab technicians, EMTs---- as they once again engage in the task of trying to preserve human life. Yet again bearing witness to the carnage a bullet can wreak on the human body. Counting the minutes as life uneccesarily leaves another human being, must be unbearable. I know some of these individuals.. they've told me so.
I can imagine policemen weeping at the end of a shift after hearing
witness to the harm human beings are capable of visiting on each other.
But their sorrow is never to be compared to the sorrow of the mothers, the fathers, the siblings for whom life is forever changed. Thoughts and prayers are no consolation... enough said.
When is someone dead enough? In several of these shootings, multiple, MULTIPLE, injuries were incurred by the victim. And in most instances just one gunshot would have been fatal. Why 2,... or 3? These are deliberate acts of violence, not passion in the moment, . or maybe they are. People are passionately angry, or passionately hopeless, or passionately traumatized in their own right. We don't know. We only know that 3 people have uneccesarily died, an 18 month old child has been injured and no one has been arrested.
So where is the end..where is the hope?
Blame has no home here. We are all here together..sharing the agony of a society withering in anger, in despair in "whatdowedonextness". But while we share feelings we can also listen, not only to each other, but to the lives that are lost. What are they trying to tell us? The names, ..the times of death, ..the circumstances, the parents, the siblings, all have something to say, to those of us remaining, about where our society is headed. Collectively, we are called to remember them and to hear their voices,...and to act on their pleading. They are begging us to be watchful and mindful of, and to change the next 24 hours and beyond.
But their sorrow is never to be compared to the sorrow of the mothers, the fathers, the siblings for whom life is forever changed. Thoughts and prayers are no consolation... enough said.
When is someone dead enough? In several of these shootings, multiple, MULTIPLE, injuries were incurred by the victim. And in most instances just one gunshot would have been fatal. Why 2,... or 3? These are deliberate acts of violence, not passion in the moment, . or maybe they are. People are passionately angry, or passionately hopeless, or passionately traumatized in their own right. We don't know. We only know that 3 people have uneccesarily died, an 18 month old child has been injured and no one has been arrested.
So where is the end..where is the hope?
Blame has no home here. We are all here together..sharing the agony of a society withering in anger, in despair in "whatdowedonextness". But while we share feelings we can also listen, not only to each other, but to the lives that are lost. What are they trying to tell us? The names, ..the times of death, ..the circumstances, the parents, the siblings, all have something to say, to those of us remaining, about where our society is headed. Collectively, we are called to remember them and to hear their voices,...and to act on their pleading. They are begging us to be watchful and mindful of, and to change the next 24 hours and beyond.
