posted July 29, 2019 07:11 PM            

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Originally posted by shura:
An Iranian who hated "white twats" shoots up a festival full of white people but you spin this into a white supremacist fear fantasy to support your shiit politics.

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posted July 29, 2019 08:38 PM            

What we don't know about this guy outstrips what we do so maybe wait for a little information before calling him either "Iranian" or a"rightwing lunatic"?

posted July 29, 2019 09:44 PM            

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I am exhausted.

I didn’t sleep well last night.

I did some things I really didn’t want to do yesterday.

I didn’t want to watch the videos or to look at the pictures.

I didn’t want to listen to the sickening sounds of a disparate multitude feeling jubilation, then confusion, then abject terror—all in a matter of seconds.

I didn’t want to watch a field full of tiny silhouettes, moving like confused starlings from a threat whose source they couldn’t determine—then seeing so many of those silhouettes drop away, fall to the ground and cease to move.

I didn’t want to hear the rapid staccato of thousands of bullets indiscriminately being shot into strangers from a great distance, and the frantic screams of people yelling, “I’m hit.”

I didn’t want to watch the spastic convulsions of cellphone video taken by a young man pinballing through an impromptu parking lot war zone and falling abruptly onto the pavement, the screen going black.

I didn’t want to listen to the quivering testimony of a shell-shocked teenage girl, wearing a brand new concert t-shirt still soaked with the blood of people she’ll never know.

I didn’t want to see bodies laying in the debris of bottles and food wrappers, and of handbags and cowboy hats left behind in haste.

I didn’t want to look at the fully terrible carnage—because I know from too much experience, how much that takes out of me, the rage it gives birth to, the paralyzing grief it brings with it.

But part of me was afraid to see it all, for fear that I wouldn’t feel those things; that because these images and sounds have all grown so sadly commonplace that I would no longer be moved by them—that I’d stop giving a damn when people die too soon and that it wouldn’t make me physically ill.

There are so many people like that: people who never seem to reach a tipping point of outrage, who don’t seem at all burdened with deeply mourning for lives permanently interrupted by a stranger’s bullets. They somehow have a greater passion for the gun than for the gunned down, and there will never be enough bloodshed to make them change their allegiance.

I didn’t want to watch those videos or look at those pictures or listen to those terrible sounds—but I did.

I did this, because as exhausting as it all is—I know it is far less exhausting than rushing to the hospital in the hopes that you’ll reach a loved one in time to say goodbye.

Watching those videos and seeing those pictures, is much less sickening than getting a text from your child telling you they love you for the last time.

Having to look at those vomit-inducing images is far less horrible than having to make funeral arrangements for someone who was perfectly healthy a day earlier.

I want to honor those lives, by seeing what I’d rather look away from, by hearing sounds that will keep me up at night, by being moved to near collapse—so that I sustain a fitting anger at all of this senseless death.

I want to dwell on every single beautiful human being laying there in that field, so that they do not become a piece of data; an acceptable amount of collateral damage for someone else’s supposed freedom.

Gun lover, I so wish you were as tired of this as I am.

I wish thousands and thousands of deaths every year could move you enough to move.

I wish you could tap into an empathy to eclipse your gun lust.

Maybe you don’t watch the videos and you don’t look at the pictures and you don’t listen to the terrible sounds.

Maybe that’s your secret.

Maybe that’s why you’re not so tired right now.

Maybe that’s how you sleep at night while other people live nightmares.

I wish you were as tired as they are today.

I wish you were as tired as I am today.

It would probably save people.

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posted July 31, 2019 08:02 PM            

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Originally posted by Catalina:
Tho he referred to himself as "Italian Iranian" he described the festival as full of "mestizos and Silicin valley white twats", ie techie liberals, a group white supremacists hate almost as much as non whites. There's no indication that he was "an Iranian" as in from Iran, but many Iranians are actually white.

What we don't know about this guy outstrips what we do so maybe wait for a little information before calling him either "Iranian" or a"rightwing lunatic"?

The little boy was not white. Haven't seen any info on the other victims but the pics from the scene show it was hardly a "white" festival

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I call him an Iranian because he publicly self identified as such. Clue: White supremacists dont publicly identify as Iranian. Within a community which daily argues about the whiteness of even Italians, Iranian is in no way acceptable.

Further, the "silicon valley techies" hated by white supremacists are not as a rule white. They are Jews. And you can bet the white supremacists know it.

I didnt say it was a white festival. If such a thing were to happen, antifa would be there busting heads while the police sat back in their lawn chairs and humorless old lefty ladies like yourself tsk tsked. I said "full of." Video confirms an abundance of white people attending.

posted July 31, 2019 08:48 PM            

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Originally posted by teasel:
http://johnpavlovitz.com/2017/10/03/wish-tired-people-dying/

[QUOTE]I am exhausted.

I didn’t sleep well last night.

I did some things I really didn’t want to do yesterday.

I didn’t want to watch the videos or to look at the pictures.

I didn’t want to listen to the sickening sounds of a disparate multitude feeling jubilation, then confusion, then abject terror—all in a matter of seconds.

I didn’t want to watch a field full of tiny silhouettes, moving like confused starlings from a threat whose source they couldn’t determine—then seeing so many of those silhouettes drop away, fall to the ground and cease to move.

I didn’t want to hear the rapid staccato of thousands of bullets indiscriminately being shot into strangers from a great distance, and the frantic screams of people yelling, “I’m hit.”

I didn’t want to watch the spastic convulsions of cellphone video taken by a young man pinballing through an impromptu parking lot war zone and falling abruptly onto the pavement, the screen going black.

I didn’t want to listen to the quivering testimony of a shell-shocked teenage girl, wearing a brand new concert t-shirt still soaked with the blood of people she’ll never know.

I didn’t want to see bodies laying in the debris of bottles and food wrappers, and of handbags and cowboy hats left behind in haste.

I didn’t want to look at the fully terrible carnage—because I know from too much experience, how much that takes out of me, the rage it gives birth to, the paralyzing grief it brings with it.

But part of me was afraid to see it all, for fear that I wouldn’t feel those things; that because these images and sounds have all grown so sadly commonplace that I would no longer be moved by them—that I’d stop giving a damn when people die too soon and that it wouldn’t make me physically ill.

There are so many people like that: people who never seem to reach a tipping point of outrage, who don’t seem at all burdened with deeply mourning for lives permanently interrupted by a stranger’s bullets. They somehow have a greater passion for the gun than for the gunned down, and there will never be enough bloodshed to make them change their allegiance.

I didn’t want to watch those videos or look at those pictures or listen to those terrible sounds—but I did.

I did this, because as exhausting as it all is—I know it is far less exhausting than rushing to the hospital in the hopes that you’ll reach a loved one in time to say goodbye.

Watching those videos and seeing those pictures, is much less sickening than getting a text from your child telling you they love you for the last time.

Having to look at those vomit-inducing images is far less horrible than having to make funeral arrangements for someone who was perfectly healthy a day earlier.

I want to honor those lives, by seeing what I’d rather look away from, by hearing sounds that will keep me up at night, by being moved to near collapse—so that I sustain a fitting anger at all of this senseless death.

I want to dwell on every single beautiful human being laying there in that field, so that they do not become a piece of data; an acceptable amount of collateral damage for someone else’s supposed freedom.

Gun lover, I so wish you were as tired of this as I am.

I wish thousands and thousands of deaths every year could move you enough to move.

I wish you could tap into an empathy to eclipse your gun lust.

Maybe you don’t watch the videos and you don’t look at the pictures and you don’t listen to the terrible sounds.

Maybe that’s your secret.

Maybe that’s why you’re not so tired right now.

Maybe that’s how you sleep at night while other people live nightmares.

I wish you were as tired as they are today.

I wish you were as tired as I am today.

It would probably save people.

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Gun control is not going to fix this issue, or keep it from happening. If people want to cause misery and pain, they will find ways to do it, with or without guns.

posted July 31, 2019 11:00 PM            

1. Taking guns away from responsible citizens to "protect them from gun violence" makes zero sense.

2. Taking guns away is not going to stop people from committing acts of violence, if they want to. They will find other ways to do it.

posted August 01, 2019 12:00 AM            

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Originally posted by StubbornVirgo:
And you're choosing to ignore two very basic facts:

1. Taking guns away from responsible citizens to "protect them from gun violence" makes zero sense.

2. Taking guns away is not going to stop people from committing acts of violence, if they want to. They will find other ways to do it.

Btw, recognizing that there is a fundamental issue in our country in which people feel free to kill other people for no reason at all is not unpatriotic. It's called realism, although I recognize that many people choose to avoid reality.

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posted August 01, 2019 11:04 AM            

Well, you're certainly a careful researcher of facts! NOT

Here are a just a few examples of mass shootings in other countries:

• On July 22, 2011, a total of 80 people were killed in Norway when Anders Behring Breivik, a political extremist, bombed a government building in Oslo and then went on a shooting rampage on the island of Utoya, just outside the city.

• On March 11, 2009, in Winnenden, Germany, a teenage gunman killed 15 people. The majority of the victims were children and teachers killed when the shooter opened fire in three classrooms in a local secondary school. The gunman shot two other people before killing himself after being cornered by the local police.

• On Sept. 23, 2008, in Kuahajoki, Finland, a gunman shot 10 people to death after opening fire on a classroom in the Kuahajoki School of Hospitality. After killing the students, the shooter burned the victims’ bodies.

Or, perhaps you were not taking mass shootings in France into your account.

posted August 01, 2019 02:29 PM            

An unqualified declarative statement made by Blue Roamer. To refute that statement, only 1 (one) example of a mass shooting in a country Blue Roamer deems as having 'reasonable gun controls' was necessary.

Now, to your hasty rebuttal.
"For every shooting you've listed there have been hundreds here."

Notice, I didn't say these were all the mass shootings in Europe.

"Here are a just a few examples of mass shootings in other countries."

There are many, many, many more! Anyone who isn't too lazy can easily find them.

But, my job is done. I refuted what Blue Roamer said, with FACTS.

posted August 01, 2019 02:44 PM            

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Originally posted by BlueRoamer:
So you’re saying the problem is Americans?

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Yes

posted August 01, 2019 03:40 PM            

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Originally posted by shura:
While we are on the subject, BR can we pull up "hacked by machete" stats? How about "pushed into oncoming train" stats? "Run over and torn apart by speeding truck"? Waiting for Teasel to shed a few croc tears over these children.

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