THUMP..^..^..^..^..^..^..^..^
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..^..^..^..^……………………………………. …… 4,900,000,000
That is the number of children’s heartbeats lost in Uvalde. Just the children.
Heartbeats at the Covenant School in Tennessee their parents will never hear again: 4,620,000,000
Heartbeats in Oklahoma, teenagers killed by a sex offender who was able to purchase a gun: 4,200,000,000
Heartbeats of the MSU students murdered by a person who shouldn’t been allowed to buy a gun: 3,867,500,000
Lest we forget, another Texas murder of the nine-year-old with his family, another heartbeat stopped: 2,240,000,000
Then there is the sixteen-year-old at an Orlando park at Easter, a heart stopped: 1,995,000,000
Finally, the heartbeat stopped in Allen with his mother and father, two years old: 2,450,000,000
This is just a taste of how little we care for our children, how terrible and tragic this nation truly is. We are not numb; we are traumatized. We think this is the price of freedom. Those of us who believe the loss of even one child is one too many are afraid of offending those who hold up the 2nd as if it were holier than the Bible.
Do you want the Heartbeat math? I am more than happy to provide it.
The life span of the average man is 73 years.
The life span of the average woman is 77 years.
The average number of heartbeats in a year is 35,000,000
For every year not lived, that is 35,000,000, that person’s heart did not beat. For every year stolen from a child by guns, that child lost the opportunity to grow up and chase dreams. For every year stolen, parents, grandparents, and siblings must live with the trauma of the lost heartbeat of the missing child forever.
Victims are not only those who lose their lives. Victims are all those who remain behind, whose hearts continue to beat. Whose souls scream in the night, “Why?” Victims are those who demand answers from those who are indifferent to their pain. Victims live with the loss of their loved ones and must endure the endless empty place at the table. Victims bury their dead in small caskets, stare endlessly at the last pictures and ask, “Why them? Why not me?”
We are a nation of victims. Some of us have survived to tell the tale. Every time a thoughtless person in power sends another “Thoughts and Prayers” to the victims of another mass shooting, the survivors wonder when it will end. Then we retreat into our cocoon of trauma to heal ourselves because we still suffer and feel the bullets ripping into our bodies. No matter how tough we are on the outside, we still know what the latest victims felt as they died. We still remember the prayers we prayed. We still remember our parents, children, and siblings and their rage at what happened to us. We still know, and we are helpless in the face of it.
When will it be too much even for them?
24,272,500,000
That is the number of stilled heartbeats for just the small number of children I picked out. There are so many more in this year alone.
There have been 219 Mass Shootings in 2023
There have been 97 children under the age of eleven killed.
There have been 558 teenagers between the ages of 12 and 17 killed.
This is just the tip of the iceberg. It gets so much worse; murders and suicides are in the thousands. When do we stand up and say no more?
Do you know how things change? When enough people say enough. When the pain is bad enough, all the small differences finally melt away, and people find common ground and say to each other, “this shall not pass.” Things change when good people no longer turn away.
We, the majority, are the only ones who can give our dead the answers they deserve. We can do this thing that we have failed to do for so long. President Lyndon B. Johnson and his Congress did it in 1968 by passing and signing the Gun Control Act of 1968, driven primarily by the assassination of Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King. The act prohibited mail-order sales of rifles and shotguns; it also banned most felons, known drug users and those found to be mentally incompetent from purchasing or owning guns.
Do you think the Devil prays? What do you think he prays for, more pain, chaos, weeping families, dead children in the halls of schools? Do you think he dances gleefully through the fire of hate and passionless ‘thoughts and fervent prayers’ after every mass shooting, knowing that he is winning the battle of ‘hearts and minds.’
“Mothers and children trapped in poverty in our inner cities, rusted out factories, scattered like tombstones across the across the landscape of our nation, an education system flush with cash, but which leaves our young and beautiful students deprived of all knowledge, and the crime, and the gangs, and the drugs that have stolen too many lives and robbed our country of so much unrealized potential. This American carnage stops right here and stops right now.”


Please read here for the best synopsis of Fridays mass killing, my friend Jueseppi has done a spectacular job of putting it all together: 




The world spins in the same direction and at the same speed, every day of the year. Don’t you just wish it would speed up and fling a few of the Neanderthals out into orbit, I know I do and these days that wish seems to be the one most often at the forefront of my mind. I seem to be keeping a roll of pennies in my purse for fountains and wishing wells, just so I can make that wish as often as possible. Do you think I need to up the ante, change my roll to nickels, dimes maybe even quarters?


you have likely killed your own family along with the bad guys and if they aren’t down you aren’t getting out alive).
