It's a pathetic idea to consider, but let's face it-mass murder is here to stay. The most recent killing which ended with 12 dead, is just another in an on-going series where some loser realizes his life stinks, and he's going out in a blaze of glory...or just plain gore. That, in essence, is what we have with the latest freak-Aaron Alexis. Of course we have the obligatory comment from one person who knew him, "he was a very nice person". I'm sure some people said that about Hitler. But maybe he had been a (relatively) nice person, who became enraged over the way his life was going-which may have seemed like nowhere to Aaron. The odd part about our modern day history of mass murder is how angry these killers seem to be. They're not satisfied to kill themselves and be done with it-they seem to have a deep desire to strike back at society which is what caused their grief in then first place, so they go on a rampage. Some of the nuttier of these goons like Gerald Laughner (who went berserk in the Arizona shooting spree which wounded then Congresswoman Gabby Giffords,) or James Holmes who shot his way through the Aurora, Colorado movie theater a few years ago.These nuts were just plain daffy and didn't even have the presence of mind to kill themselves. They'll finally realize that mistake when they waste away in prison.
The horse has long ago left the barn of sensible gun control in America. It's been so easy to get a gun: any nut can get one, and that's exactly what's happened over the past few decades. Millions of Americans have guns, and some are already crazy, but many may be the ticking time bombs waiting to go off, at home, school, a movie theater, or a naval yard. Law enforcement can try and create a profile on Alexis, the way they do every time we have another one of these killings, but it won't do much good because there's no way to tell when that human bomb will go off. There may be an occasional mass killing in other countries, but it doesn't happen like here in America because we love guns, and want nobody-especially the government, to place any restrictions on getting them. That's the simple truth here. Pray that you are not in then wrong place at the wrong time the next time some loner gets fed up with living and takes it out in some public or private location. Being killed by an errant bullet or by a lone nut shooting his way into infamy is just a crap shoot, and too many Americans grieve for friends or family members dead because we have an obscene love of guns. It didn't have to be like this, but America chose this world we live in. Now, the only way to feel a little safer here is to buy, and carry a gun yourself: this is what absurd gun proliferation has done for America; we need to arm ourselves in order to feel or stay safe.
Today it's the Washington Navy Yard. In a few months, it could be anywhere, but it will happen somewhere. We will go through the same scenario where the people on TV ask, "why"?, as if there's a rational reason to an irrational act. Children too will be killed, and maybe it will take another Sandy Hook-like tragedy for people to get serious about gun control. The simple fact is-it's too late for that. The other reason is not enough Americans care about gun control, and besides, nobody has the money and power of the NRA. At the end of the day, we just have too many guns in circulation. The time for serious gun control would have been back in the 1960's, when we could have placed all gun sales in a tighter, less accessible framework. There would have been no need to outlaw guns, just a rational way to obtain them, and keep a reasonable control over their import, creation and proliferation. Americans decided that was not the right way to go. The result is what we have now: controlled anarchy. Mass murder is just now part of the American scene. The old cheerful tune originated back in the scary days of the 1950's, when we were warned about possible nuclear attack, needs to have a come-back and revision: "Duck and Cover" should now be brought back as a regular TV public service announcement, not about the bomb, but about a potential attack from a fellow American, as he let's off some steam, the hard way.