Pardon the pun. It is a painful one, I know. Not in the way of a bad joke being a groaner. But in the way that it picks at a wound too fresh to have even scabbed over.
I was greeted this morning by harrowing news from Orlando, FL. An (at the time) unnamed individual with an AR-15 and a handgun had opened fire inside a crowded bar, killing 50 and injuring another 53 (as of writing this). I was sickened. I’m still sick at heart. Continue reading