There’s no reason to get into my fun trip to the hospital this weekend.
But I do need to keep this newsletter short this week.
Not because I don’t feel well.
My Western New York Credentials: I went to school at the University at Buffalo, I’m a Buffalo Sabres fan, and I enjoy Paula’s Donuts as much as the next guy.
I also spent two years on Buffalo’s periphery when I was younger and attending school at Alfred State.
There wasn’t much to do at Alfred State at the time, except go and visit Buffalo and Chippewa Street.
So I know the city of Buffalo intimately.
The city also has an Anchor Bar franchise in their airport.
This is a city that loves food, and how can you not love that?
But like whenever there’s a mass shooting these days, it seems like all any of us can do is be upset about it for a few days and “move on”.
You can’t hold Tucker Carlson and Fox News responsible because the free speech absolutists will freak out if you do.
Believe me. I had some “fun” talking to those alleged legal scholars on Twitter yesterday about that.
They came with their usual: False Equivalencies. Slippery Slopes. Pointing Out Spelling Errors. All the greatest hits were there.
(I am absolutely guilty of typos. I take no offense to people pointing them out, and all the offense to people hiding behind “free speech” to justify some schmuck on television basically advocating for murder every night.)
You know the drill if you’ve tangled with these weirdos and Russian operatives online.
So, I’m just too frustrated to be funny right now.
You can’t pass legislation to prevent gun violence, even though a majority of Americans want exactly that, because the Senate is (intentionally) broken.
And you can’t just vote, because as we’ve seen, voting seems to only provide a little bit of protection against the nutjobs.
You vote to keep the crazy people away, but then the people who do get in there are kind of just these useless rich people who don’t want to rock the boat because the people who fund them are also the ones funding the crazy people.
No. Don’t worry. I’m not getting “all political” on you. This isn’t about politics.
I’m not a political guy. I used to be, but then, I also used to think I had psychic powers when I was little.
We all have weird shit we’re into, or were into it.
At least one of you, statistically speaking, is sexually attracted to fire.
Look, I’m not kink-shaming you.
It’s just math.
Why am I sharing this with you?
Because I don’t care about politics.
What I do care about is this feeling of good people being held hostage, and feeling helpless watching our friends and neighbors die over and over and over again.
All of it is preventable.
All of it.
And yet, there’s not a damn thing you or I can do about it.
This rant is about how black and brown people will continue to die at the hands of white supremacists, and other white people will sit around doing nothing to stop it because of (insert bullshitty reason here.)
Next week, we’ll be back to jokes.
This week, I’m just really pissed off.
I honestly, and sincerely, hope you are too.