I rarely write blog entries about current events because I want to maintain this whole blogging thing low-profile, but I will make an exception today.
This morning, I woke up to a tragic news:
Newtown, Connecticut (CNN) — Dressed in black fatigues and a military vest, a heavily armed man walked into a Connecticut elementary school Friday and opened fire, shattering the quiet of this southern New England town and leaving the nation reeling at the number of young lives lost.
Within minutes, 26 people were dead at Sandy Hook Elementary School — 20 of them children. Among the six adults killed were Dawn Hochsprung, the school’s beloved principal, and school psychologist Mary Sherlach.
The shooter, identified by three law enforcement officials as 20-year-old Adam Lanza, also was killed, apparently by his own hand. Separately, his mother’s body was found at a Newtown residence.
Source: CNN News
If truth be told, I don’t want to watch the TV anymore. I don’t want to hear about it again, it only breaks my heart. I really cannot fathom how one can just mercilessly take innocent lives away. Majority of the victims were kids who had bright futures ahead of them. I feel awful, it seems as if they were cheated big time.
I’m glad that the perpetrator died— serves him right. However, would it have been better if he lived to see the aftermath of what he did? It would have been torture for him to live (assuming that he still has a freaking conscience) and be the subject of worldwide hate. But then again, would any of this even matter? The victims are already dead. Even if we burn the suspect at the stake, or chop him into bits, or feed him to the sharks, we won’t be able to bring the lives that were lost. He could die a thousand times more, and it still won’t be enough.
It pains me to say this since I am also human, but here it is anyway: I am slowly losing my faith in mankind with each passing day.