Tragedy
Last Tuesday, 19 children and two teachers were murdered by a gunman at Robb Elementary in Uvalde, Texas. The shooter was an 18-year-old unemployed loser upset over an argument with his grandmother about his failure to graduate high school. He shot his grandmother in the face before beginning the killing spree at the school. The shooter was eventually killed by Border Patrol agents after the hour-long rampage; however, I am not sufficiently evolved as a human being and my rage is too intense to ever consider this loser a victim.
Upon learning of the incident, my mind automatically went to the dark side imagining my own children or grandchildren trapped in that predicament. How would I react? I felt the impotent rage undoubtedly felt by the parents at the scene who begged to be allowed to rescue their children but were restrained by police officers. I felt the rage and frustration of the parents who watched police officers stand by as gunfire erupted inside the school – not knowing if any of the shots was the one that ended their child’s life. I empathized with those parents who were forcibly subdued with tasers and pepper spray in their desperate attempts to save their children. My heart goes out to all the victims of this unspeakable tragedy.
The hardest story for me was about the terrified little girl who was quietly pleading with 911 when the loser saw her, took her phone, gave it to another little girl sitting next to her then shot her in cold blood. It’s an exercise in absurdity to ascribe any logical reason for this inhuman act. It is beyond evil.
I will not engage in debates about this topic. There were numerous missed opportunities to prevent the tragedy or to at least reduce the carnage.
- A teacher propped open the locked door at the school that the killer used to gain entrance.
- Law enforcement’s excruciatingly long and unexplained delay in storming the school.
- The community’s and social media’s failure to identify and report the loser’s red flags in the days before the murders.
- The ineffective gun control system that would allow this sick individual to legally purchase weapons days before the incident.
If anyone had addressed even one of these opportunities, the magnitude of the tragedy might have been much less.
The small collection of articles in my blog are a labor of love and I intentionally avoid serious issues in the hopes of bringing a little levity to the readers. I try to convey my emotions through my writing because I am a happy person living what I consider a charmed life so it is easy for me to see the joy in everything. There is enough gloom and doom in the world without my adding to it, however, I simply cannot ignore this. I cannot push this to the back of my mind and hypocritically go on as if it were just another day. I have to get it out otherwise the rage will consume me. This was too much – way too much.
I apologize if you were expecting another lighthearted Captain’s Log. This hit me too hard to just shake it off and write about stupid stuff. I have to be happy and in the right frame of mind to feel funny and I just cannot do it burdened with the weight of this tragedy. I am hoping that writing this article will be my catharsis. Time heals all wounds and I expect this wound will also heal albeit leaving a big scar. I hope you understand.
Progress
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The average daily weight from Monday, May 23, to Monday, May 30, was 229.03 pounds, a loss of just over half a pound. Not great but still going in the right direction.
I took a day off from working out on Tuesday to recover a little then another one on Sunday morning due to rain. I was distracted this week. I expect better results next week.