I lit a candle yesterday for the dead, wounded and horribly grieving people of Newtown, Connecticut.
I lit it for our Congressional representatives, too, those who sigh that their hearts go out, but lack the spine to keep guns from those who shouldn’t have them.
I lit it for the millions of frightened souls who believe their guns will protect them, while they’ll actually make them and their loved ones less safe.
I lit a candle for the majority of gun owners, who are sober and sane…until they’re not.
I lit a candle for our national mental health. Yes, our mental health: there’s something very wrong with us when we respond to mass random violence mainly by hoping it won’t occur in our town.
Finally, I lit a candle for a country that can’t seem to generate the courage to end this intolerable madness. Maybe we need to remind ourselves that America was once known as “the home of the brave.”