What Do You Say?
Steve here today. Ya know, I’ve spent the last two days watching all this stuff about the Virginia Tech massacre. First, let me apologize to anyone looking for my usual brand of random lunacy, but I’m kinda not feeling very funny right now. I was starting to feel kind of o.k. again, but then I watched the video on cnn.com that the killer sent to the NBC News and I’m really speechless. How somebody that crazy is allowed to buy a gun is beyond me. Anyway, I thought several times over the past few days of posting something that might help, but couldn’t think of anything to say. It’s a lot like going to a funeral: You feel like you should say something, but there’s nothing you can say that’ll make it better, even though a lot of people try by saying the silliest things imaginable.
A friend of mine died suddenly several years ago and I spent the days before the service thinking of the meaningful things I could say to her parents, but when I got there and tried to talk to her mother, all I did was stare at her. I hadn’t forgotten wheat I planned to say, but it all seemed inadequate to the situation. I thought it was all pretty useless, but she wrote me a letter a while later and said that it meant a lot to her that we were there, supporting them.
I saw the service at Virginia Tech yesterday and, despite the media frenzy and the general craziness of it all, I saw a lot of people not saying very much, supporting each other. I guess that’s a good thing. At times like that, what else do you have? I promise a return to lunatic amateur journalism tomorrow. Stay safe everyone.