Making Sense of Orlando

How classless.  Here we face a tragedy, in which 49 innocent people died for nothing but the rantings of yet another deranged lunatic, and our President, instead of marking the memorial as an occasion of solemnity, decides to go on a childish rant about politics. 

Apparently, according to him, I’M the one who lacks common sense, and the only people who have it are the ones who agree to “common sense” gun control (which, I’ll point out, none of the laws being suggested would actually have done fuck-all to stop this tragedy, but that sort of critical thinking is apparently not “common sense” according to the most brilliant motherfucker on Earth).  To me, “common sense” would dictate that you don’t use a memorial for 49 dead innocents to make political hay, but whatever, I’m not the smartest sumbitch on the planet, like he is.  But I’m not here to talk about politics, even though that’s how this screed started.

No, I’m here to make sure that the people in Orlando who lost loved ones, and those who are currently in a hospital fighting for their life know that my heart is broken for you all.  It is broken because this never should have happened, and your loss is so profound and deep that I can’t even imagine.  I’m so sorry.  Be strong.  Take solace in whatever you can, and carry on.  Your loved ones would want that. 

Don’t try to make sense of the senseless, you’ll go insane.  There is no sense to what happened, whether the scumbag was motivated by hatred of gays, radical Islamism, or just regular old insanity does not matter – the result is the same, and I cannot imagine how it makes a lick of difference, now, why he chose to do what he did.  Would it really make you feel better to know why the piece of shit did what he did?  Because I’ll guarantee you that even if you knew, 100% without question what his motive was, it would seem petty, silly, and completely out of proportion to his actions, no matter what it was.  Would it help to know that your love one died in the name of Allah?  Died because the guy hated their sexuality? Died because the piece of shit’s dog told him to do it?  Would it really help? 

Your loved one never hurt him.  Your loved one never even knew him.  Your loved one did nothing wrong, and yet, faced the evil that this man decided to share with them anyway.  It is senseless, so don’t bother trying to make sense of it.  You’ll do so much harm to yourself trying to make sense of it. 

Readers might ask, what, Goober, do you know about losing someone to violence?  How could you possibly know to tell these people these things?  How could you have experience to know what they’re going through?

I’ll answer with a link.  My cousin was Craig Sorger.  He was a harmless, sweet boy, and he did not deserve what happened to him.  I loved him.  Our entire family loved him, and we spent so much time, to this day, even, trying to make sense out of it.  The monster that murdered him never provided a motive (in fact, he proclaims his innocence to this day).  I spent years of my life trying to make sense of it, but realized after spending those years beating my head against that rock, that there is no sense to any of this.  You can’t make sense out of evil and madness.  You remember the one you lost, do your best to honor their memory, and you, sadly, move on without them.  Those are your only choices.  It sucks. 

It sucks so, so much.