Although I like bowling, the last time I was at a bowling alley was in 1994, when I broke up with a girlfriend. No guns, no violence, just a broken heart. It was a small-town alley, the only one in the county as I recall. There was a small bar and grill that served great burgers and fries. It was open until the wee hours, just like the one in Torrance, California where, recently, a fight broke out around midnight and three people were shot and killed and several others wounded. Why?
I’m sorry, call me naïve. But really? A shootout at a bowling alley? I’m not a cop. There must be more to this story but, so far, I can’t find anything to explain it except it started with a group of women cursing at one another before escalating to men with guns involved.
Was it a brewing feud? Someone hitting on a jealous man’s girl? A small-time drug deal gone haywire? Too many guns in the wrong hands? The latter most definitely.
How do we fix this nonsense? Regardless of white, black, brown, yellow, Muslim, Christian, etc., we must find a way to fix it. Too many guns in the wrong hands equals chaos and tragedy.
OK, I’ll say it. I support the right to have a weapon, but only to a point. Hunters, for sure. Protect your home with a handgun or shotgun, indeed. No one in this country needs an assault rifle. If you think you do, please tell me why and I will try to explain why that is the job of the police, not yours. We no longer need a standing militia. We have the most powerful military on the planet. No boogeyman is coming to take your precious (needless) guns away. Can’t you just admit that we need to work harder to keep them out of the hands of those who would shoot up a school, a mall, a theater, or a bowling alley?
Let’s talk.
