Not Sports: No Thoughts, No Prayers

Not sports; you've been warned. Written between massacres, because in America, there's always going to be another one. Dozens every day, actually.

> We are not, as a nation, better than this, so please stop saying we are. We have not been better than this for a long time, if ever. We were always OK with children who had the wrong skin color being terrified. We were always OK with children who did not have enough to eat going hungry. We were always OK with children whose parents were poor going to worse schools, living in more pollution, and having worse health. 

We have never, as a collective nation, all taken a vaccination or worn a mark or any number of things, really, for the team. We have always been more interested in what is right for us -- paying less on our taxes, getting someone else to serve in the military, getting to keep our toys, protecting the rights that matter to us as individuals, having the car or the boat or the plane that made us feel awesome, regardless of the needs of others or the rapidly heating planet. 

People who honor the social contract are suckers, and people who nag you to honor the social contract are scolds at best and grifters at worst who won't do it themselves. We're Americans. The country that does what we want, when we want, to whomever is unwilling or unable to stop us. Maniacs and cucks. No one is better than us, and we know what we are, so everyone's terrible. Go buy a gun.

> At the latest massacre, there were people at the school with guns. It didn't save the victims. It rarely, if ever, does. But we are, as a nation, people who like to think movies are real and villains lose and good people with guns kill bad people with guns all the time. Simple solutions. None of this is true, and more people die. Math and reality is a stubborn thing. 

> We should, as a matter of fact, go numb to this. Staying present to it makes us very, very cranky and might upset the maniacs and maniacs-to-be among us. If you are having a hard time recognizing the maniacs, don't worry, they make it easy for you. They'll show you their guns. 

> Do not make the people with guns mad. Do not go near people with guns. They have guns.

> Yes, our elected officials are base, venal and corrupt; they are of us. If elected, we would make the same choices, rather than lose the gig, the power, the money. Well, OK, not all of us. I'm a cuck who follows the social contract. So  I would never get the job, and wouldn't have it for very long.

> If you, personally, are of means and want to make America safer from the next gun spree, go buy a handgun or assault rifle off someone who already owns it. Purchase it in front of them, legally. Pay cash, face to face. Then, destroy the gun immediately, in front of them. I recommend a bucket and strong acid. Feel free to film it and see if it can go viral on social media.

Do this over and over and over again. Publicize the name and address of the person who sold you the gun in the first place. That way, the rest of the community can steer clear of them, as they are people who need to own the means to kill human beings easily. Maybe they will eventually take the hint and go move to the kind of place where people who care more about guns than people can all go live, for some ever-shrinking amount of time, together. It may be a bigger country than the country of people who don't want to live near people who are a bad hour away from murder. Let's find out.

> You are not, of course, going to do this. I am not going to do it either. I don't have the means or the courage -- as I am a poor cuck -- and would never confront someone who owns a gun. We have to presume they have the means and morality that would let them kill me, and I would like my death to not involve a gun. (Heroic amounts of hallucinogenic drugs mixed with medication that eliminates pain seems like much more fun.) I'm such a cuck.

> We should presume that if prayer does have an impact, that more or us are praying for the violent death of others than those that are not, or that the deity hearing such prayers has a very different agenda than what is generally presumed. So I am not offering thoughts and prayers for the victims and the families of the victims. Thought never had a place in this conversation, and prayers have a very long track record of being worse than useless.

> A short time after I finish this little bolt of sunshine, I will climb into my car and drive strangers around for money. Some of them may be secretly armed. I will also drive past any number of people who are carrying guns. (Cops, generally.) 

They could, if they so choose to, try to kill me. 

It is their country. It has been for a very long time. They aren't giving it up. They have guns. They want it more than me. I don't carry a gun.

So stay the hell away from them, as often as you can. Don't annoy them. Know that we live in the best of all possible countries.

Except for, you know, all the ones that don't have so many guns.