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IT NEVER ENDS

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I am so furious at that part of this country that shrugs off these constant massacres, that just digs in its heels even deeper and says "They're not takin' my guns!", that says the 2nd Amendment is absolute, that lets each one of these slaughters be an infomercial to go BUY, BUY, BUY!  The "weapons of mass destruction" were not in Iraq.  They're right here in America.  And they are out to get us.  It could be any one of us next time.  You, me, our sons, our daughters, our moms, dads, too many loved ones to count.  Just like Abel's blood, the blood of all of these victims is screaming out from the ground.  The little ones of Sandy Hook whose Christmas ornaments were still drying on the windowsills, Virginia Tech, The Dark Knight Rises in Aurora, CO, the Charleston, SC church, Pulse in Orlando, FL, Las Vegas, and how many more?  Their blood cries out to deaf ears.


Instead it's just "I'm sorry for your loss," "My thoughts and prayers are with the families," "May God bless you," "Sending deepest sympathies".........


JUST STOP.  No more.  No more counterfeit prayers which are really saying "Sucks for you but we're not doing a damn thing."  If you really want to bless them, answer the cries of the blood crying out from the ground.  Take action as if it were your son, daughter, mom, dad, loved one, friend - Even You.  Because who is to say that next time it couldn't be?

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