The most troubling thing to me about the most recent flurry of nutjob shootings is the way the gunmen, or perhaps more correctly "gun-nuts", always end up turning the gun on themselves in the end. It's a simple enough matter to put one's self out of the misery endured on a daily basis. My younger brother had a friend that suggested that those last moments are painful enough, so why not sell flavored mouthpieces for shotguns? Who wants their last taste on earth to be gun oil? Why not something cheery like banana-nut?
Nope. These folks are always so bent inside that they feel the need to take a few of us along with them. Robert A. Hawkins' suicide note read, in part: "I've been a piece of (expletive) my entire life it seems this is my only option. I know everyone will remember me as some sort of monster but please understand that I just don't want to be a burden on the ones that I care for my entire life. I just want to take a few pieces of (expletive) with me. I love all of you so much and I don't want anyone to miss me just think about how much better you are off without me to support. I want my friends to remember all the good times we had together. Just think tho I'm gonna be (expletive) famous."
I would love to work up some sympathy for Mister Hawkins, but since they are still burying his victims, it seems he will have to wait. Matthew Murray, the tiny brain in charge of the Colorado church shootings had this to say before he loaded his weapons and went off in search of Christians to kill: "God, I can't wait till I can kill you people. Feel no remorse, no sense of shame, I don't care if I live or die in the shoot-out. All I want to do is kill and injure as many of you ... as I can especially Christians who are to blame for most of the problems in the world." Murray was initially believed to have been brought down by security guard Jean Assam. "I just prayed to the Holy Spirit to guide me," Assam said at a packed news conference Monday. "I give the credit to God. This has got to be God, because of the firepower he had versus what I have." Nice shootin', God, but alas the coroner has pronounced Murray's cause of death to be the ever popular single gunshot to the head. He wasn't going to be taken alive.
He wasn't. Neither were Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris. Or Kip Kinkel. Or Charles Carl Roberts. And the hits just keep comin'.