Happened
to be watching CBC, Canadian television, the other day when the Stanley Cup
playoffs came on.
Translation
for those of you too American to know: the Stanley Cup playoffs are the World
Series, the Superbowl, the Final Four, the World Cup, of hockey.
It
was the San Jose Sharks against the Colorado Avalanche.
As
the teams got ready to begin their match, the announcer asked for a moment of
silence in honor of those injured and killed in the shooting yesterday in
Colorado. The arena fell silent.
Shooting?
In Colorado? Yesterday?
Then
the moment was over, and the match began, but I was still sitting here stunned.
Quickly googled “shooting in Colorado,” and it came right up – shooting at STEM
School, in Highlands Ranch, Colorado, two shooters, one student dead, and eight
injured.
The
student who died in this shooting was Kendrick Castillo, 18, who lunged at one
of the shooters to pin him against the wall. Castillo was shot, and he died,
but the other two students who attacked the shooter subdued him and were
unhurt.
A
second shooter was taken down on another floor by a security guard before
anyone was hurt.
Aside
from the fact that this took place about two suburbs away from where one of my
sons and his family live, what got me was that I did not hear about this
shooting until a day after it happened, and then on Canadian television, at the
beginning of a hockey match.
Are
mass shootings so common that they barely make the news?
No,
they make the news, but not with the splash and horror they once did. Ho-hum,
another day, another tragic shooting.
Granted
I don’t pay attention to the news as I once did. I decided a while back that to
have any peace of mind, I needed to stop paying attention, and stop reacting,
to every blow.
I
get it: Earth’s environment is in the crapper; there is war, flood, famine,
earthquake, tsunami, tornado, pestilence … and our country is currently at the
mercy of a corrupt and dishonest government. The best government money can buy.
There
is a tragic triumph of fundamentalist religious sects in many parts of the
world, including our own country, that are typified by simplistic and
non-analytical thinking. I.e., a willingness, indeed a mission, to kill anyone
who disagrees with them.
I
don’t know when the forces of good will be able to reclaim some control in our
country, although I do hope and believe that will happen. I do. I don’t know if
I will live to see it. I do know that pendulums swing, and that human culture
is dynamic, not static.
So.
There are mass shootings, but they are not such big news anymore. A friend
pointed out to me that there is now an effort by the media not to give shooters
the attention they are seeking. This is to give potential shooters less
motivation. This may partially explain more discreet news coverage.
Out
of curiosity I googled, “How many mass shootings have there been in the United
States in 2019?” A Wikipedia entry came up.
Different
news sources and statisticians have varying criteria for what makes a mass
shooting. The most common denominator for a mass shooting is four people shot.
Wikipedia counts incidents considered mass shootings by at least two of the
sources they listed.
We
don’t believe everything we read on the internet, do we? But let’s call this a
near, inexact, estimate. Between January 1, 2019, and April 30, 2019, the total
number of mass shooting events in the United States: 105. Total number of
people killed: 120. Total number of people wounded: 387.
Between
May 1 and May 8, there were eleven mass shootings. Five dead, one of whom was
Kendrick Castillo. Forty-nine wounded.
Every
number represents a human being, a real person, like you or me, darlin’. These
numbers do not include incidents in which one, two, or three people were shot.
Schools
conduct active shooter drills these days. The students at STEM School asked when
the alarm went off, “Is this real or a drill?” Those who could hear gunshots texted
to others, “This is real.”
Tip
for students and teachers: every drill is the real thing. You hope not, but act
like it is. That’s why you’re having drills, so you don’t give some lunatic the
pleasure of ending or ruining your life.
May
there never be an active shooter at your school, or anywhere else for that
matter. May the forces of good prevail sooner rather than later.
San
Jose beat Colorado 3-2 that night, by the way, but it’s still a long way to the
Stanley Cup. Don’t break out the celebratory Molson’s yet.
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