Sadly not stunned
I was struck by the headline in Tuesday’s paper that described our capital as “stunned” by the mass shooting at the Navy Yard, since being stunned usually implies that one does not expect something to have happened. [“Killing spree stuns nation’s capital,” page one, Sept. 17.]
We are the nation that could not pass the most sensible and barest of gun-safety regulations in the wake of the senseless massacre of a classroom of 6-year-olds at Christmastime. We are the nation that saw an uptick in the purchase of arms after that tragedy.
We are a nation that does not have adequate support for the mentally ill and their families.
We are the nation with the highest rate of gun violence by far in the developed world.
So, after each needless shooting death or injury of child, bystander or bus driver, each gun murder, each firearm-laced gang fight, each suicide by shooting, and now, with our flags at half mast yet again, I feel many things.
I feel anger. I feel deep sorrow. I feel fear, frustration, resignation, and even despair.
But I never feel stunned.
Michelle McClure, Bainbridge Island