It’s disheartening.

Over the past couple of days, America has some rapid fire situations. I use the word situations loosely as I’m not sure how to describe them.

First, there was the delayed story of the Ukranian refugee, Iryna Zarutska. The violence occurred on August 22 but wasn’t widely reported on until last week, nearly three weeks later.

From what I gather, the story was toned down or ignored because it was ‘localized.’ It wasn’t considered national news until it was.

Of course, Charlie Kirk’s assignation occurred yesterday, which has shoved poor Iryna from the news cycle.

Barely mentioned are the two women found in a car in L.A. Police believe that to be a murder. Evergreen High School was attacked. I think there’s two unlived or injured. That shooter is, apparently, no longer with us.

The Minneapolis Catholic school shooter, Robert (Robin?) is all but snowballed.


—– These situations happen. I believe that they tend to come in groups of three, for some reason. I look for cycles and, when there’s one, there will be more.

These bother me but not on a fundamental level – as what they should.

Rather, it’s the response to them.

In Minneapolis, for example, people supported the girls’ death stating that it would be less privileged white supremist ideology in the future.

Robert was misunderstood and society failed him. Not his mom for pushing her agenda or his absolute pre-planning.

There is a video of some guy cheering right after Mr. Kirk fell over. There are posts hoping that his children rot and that the bullet wasn’t injured as it exited his body.

These types of comments are just echos of the girls who died in the Texas flood from July.

It’s personally disturbing that some Americans are overjoyed at the harm, violence, and lack of social cohesiveness.

This is September Eleventh. 9/11.
Yes, it happened twenty-four (I think) years ago. Yes, it was shocking, horrible, and violent. It was unexpected and scary.

At that one singularity of time, I think Americans were united (for the most part). There wasn’t joy in the flames. People jumping off the building wasn’t celebrated.

There was a type of cohesion. Regardless of personal views, ethics, and backgrounds, there was one point what we could all agree about. While awful, that one point provided a common ground that is so desperately needed.

Now, it’s not there.
It’s scattered. Warped. There is no unity.
Only disharmony, friction, and deviation.

Family members may not agree with each other. Some may despise but, in the end, I foolishly like to think that they would pull together during times of stress.

Differences can be set aside because, without the other person, there wouldn’t be any differences. That would be a lonely existence and no one wants to be completely alone.

But I get the feeling that’s exactly what people want. They want the other side to go away. They want to be in their tight echo chambers as unity would create a less ‘me’ ideology. It would cause them to think of someone else, to place someone before them, and that can’t happen.

After all, there’s a generation of winners. Everyone wins because everyone is special.

But if everyone is special, no one is. It’s just a feel-good platform that discourages effort and encourages self-centered recognition.

Of course, the overarching fall out is going to be painful. Never let a crisis go to waste!

For 9/11, it was the Patriot Act. American privacy and civil liberties can be violated without causality.

There’s been talk of banning anyone who identifies as trans from owning a gun. Not that would matter, in my opinion. A person could be trans one day and not the other.

Mental asylums should be reinstituted to prevent anyone deemed compromised. Of course, that would be a money pit. So, people will simply be humanly lobotomized with pharmaceuticals and screen time.

………… sigh.

United we stand.
Divided we fall.

If the Twin Towers fell today, the only unity that America would show is in division.

America seems to proudly want to create self-harm and tear itself apart.