I had a rather cheery post planned for today, but I'm postponing it due to some news I heard via The Mrs. 's blog Sandy Boots and Sparkling Stilettos.
Yesterday in Ft Hood, Texas, occurred the massacre that claimed thirteen lives and wounded thirty. Apparently the despicable creature that committed this act was an Army psychiatrist who was upset about his upcoming deployment. This shooting is thought to be the worst ever to occur on a U.S. base. According to USA Today, The shooter is in hospitalization on a ventilator after sustaining gun shot wounds delivered by a civilian police officer responding to the crime.
I have two sets of thoughts on the matter:
My first reaction was one of complete despair for the lives lost. I'm literally almost sick to think about how terrible this must be for the families of the victims. Living a military lifestyle, we all expect to have to worry about our soldiers while they're deployed, but we should never have to live in fear while they are at home.
My second is fervent and unrestrained anger. I can not openly express my thoughts, in fact, because most of them contain explicative terms that are not fit for some of my younger readers. All I can say is that I hope he wakes up so he can face the consequences of what he has done. Slipping away quietly on a breathing machine is not good enough. He needs to experience some remorse first.
I will not try and hide it, this terrifies me. It's absolutely horrific, realizing that you have more to fear than you thought.
My thoughts and prayers go out to the survivors today, and I hope yours will as well.: (