The Awful Tragedy of the San Bernardino Massacre

The San Bernardino Massacre, wherein two religious fanatics slaughtered 14 innocent Americans and wounded 17 more, has not yet been felt or processed by the American People. We are not discussing the vicious immorality and intolerance which motived these two truly evil human beings. Nor are we resolved to push back against such warrantless hate as a people, unified and resolute.  Instead, within minutes we began to attack each other over the right of Americans to own guns.

We have allowed ourselves, as a nation, to become irreparably divided. This is what happens to a society that does not share core values and principles. I was born in 1979 and grew up during the Reagan years, when Americans were proud to be American, proud to be free, proud to take responsibility for themselves, ambitiously pursuing the American Dream, and unified against America’s enemies, be they Communists in Russia and Cuba, or an Islamic Dictator in Libya.

Two people, radicalized overseas, entrenched in an insane hatred for anything unIslamic, slaughtered our fellow Americans. They built bombs and they armed themselves with rifles. Does it matter whether adherents to a bloodthirsty ideology kill us with guns, bombs, planes, knives, vehicles, or chemical weapons? How, I wonder, have we lost our love of liberty, our pride in being free, our rugged individualism, our Judeo-Christian Ethic, and our terrible vengeance in the face of an enemies attack on one of our own?

It no longer means something to be an American. Everything is political now. Party, not Country, comes first. Philosophically and culturally we’ve separated from one another and through, first, an acceptance of multiculturalism (all cultural identities and values are equal), we’ve come to disregard culture itself, entirely. We no longer value what is valuable. We no longer honor what is honorable. We no longer cherish what is most precious. We take no pride in our belongings. We’ll appreciate anything as art. We set no standards for one another to which we hold each other. We no longer even take the time to experience righteous anger at those who attack us.

Terrorism doesn’t frighten me. Were we ever resolved to kill every last one of our enemies, we could destroy them easily. What frightens me is a nihilistic nation that shares nothing in common; nothing that joins us together as a people, as allies, as friends, and as neighbors.

We lost 14 fellow Americans yesterday. So our focus shouldn’t be on which politician tweeted what, or demanded this or that. Our focus should be entirely on the lost, their families, and a community, bloodied by bastards acting out their death-worshiping ideology. Men and women died yesterday and it didn’t matter whether they were Republicans or Democrats, Homosexuals or Evangelicals. They were Americans and that should mean something to us all. If we can’t come together in times of sadness and trial, then we aren’t really a nation at all.

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Graduated From Virginia Tech with a Bachelors in Philosophy and a minor in Psychology. Studied Economics and History at George Mason University. Caroline County Resident and Activist.