The epitome of hypocrisy? Senator Chuck Grassley appeared on the news this morning to comment on yesterday’s mass shooting in a Florida high school:
“[We] have not done a very good job of making sure that people that have mental reasons for not being able to handle a gun, getting their name into the FBI files, and we need to concentrate on that.”
That was it.
He then turned and walked away.
Remember, though, that last February, Grassley was the chief sponsor of a bill to make it easier for the mentally impaired to buy a gun.
Days later Trump signed the bill.
That’s right. Donald Trump signed a bill making it easier for people with mental illness to buy guns.
Many Republicans have remained silent on the massacre du jour, and/or they have offered hollow thoughts and prayers. They have not indicated in any way that they would support any sort of gun control.
Below: Amounts of money donated to politicians from the gun lobby.
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The hashtag #GunReformNow was trending on Twitter recently, but nothing will change. We will all bow our heads for a short moment of silence, and then we'll all move on until the next massacre. The GOP-run congress will ensure that. (Remember when they pretended like they'd consider banning bump stocks after the Las Vegas massacre? That faded faster than a cheap pair of jeans.)
The NRA will prevail. Money talks to congressmen, and $5,9000,000 says a lot!
Visionary and poet Emmett Lee Dickinson wrote about the NRA's grip on congress in his now-classic poem "Moments of silence led the way" (below on the left). His poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Great Streets of silence led away" (below on the right).
By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
Moments of silence led the way
To Congressmen who Paused –
There’d be no Change though – no Dissent
No Gun Control – no laws –
For Now, this Morning, and this Night
The Bells of Vigils call –
But Logic has no basis here
The NRA prevails.
By Emily Dickinson:
Great Streets of silence led away
To Neighborhoods of Pause –
Here was no Notice – no Dissent
No Universe – no laws –
By Clocks, 'twas Morning, and for Night
The Bells at Distance called –
But Epoch had no basis here
For Period exhaled.