It's strange, I know America has done worse many times over, even done worse in my own lifetime. But....
I don't know, I think about those 168 children in that school frequently, it just flashes into my mind randomly during the day, and I start crying.
Without the slightest pretext, excuse, or justification. No apologies. To not even pretend to care. On the first day of "the war" no less.
It's like it cracked some kind of emotional dam. I don't have children, made the explicit choice despite very badly wanting to raise children, that this world is too cruel and headed towards the end too fast to believe there's any moral sense in which having kids is OK. But now all the horror of living in this country feels inescapable. We just let kids die everyday at school, to the point that we're so numb as a society we just watch hundreds of children die in the most terrible ways and shrug like "oh well, gotta sell 3 more cars today or i won't be able to afford my AI babysitter."
No amount of voting blue, protesting, or donating to the "right causes" erases this dreadful sense of moral failure, like I live in a truly actually cursed culture, with the unshakeable feeling of complicity in the operation of the orphan crushing machine.
I would just really really like it if we could stop supporting the endless slaughter of children.



