Opus 2017-276: Tragedy Is One Type of Shakespeare Play

I keep reading about the terrible events of Charlottesville.  Really?  A bunch of disgruntled southerners who revere Robert E. Lee turned out to protest the destruction of their history by the removal of a statue.  They had permits and everything.  In their midst were some members of the KKK.  They were met by a bunch of thugs who came to rumble with baseball bats, ski masks and attitudes.  Violence ensued.  After the fact one of the crazies got in his car and ran some people down.  One was killed.  Tragic?  Horrible?  Definitely the case for the people attacked but for the rest of the world, not so much.  I guess you could use those words but they are nothing compared to the Twin Towers or the original Valentine’s Day Massacre. 

Get a bit of perspective.  Were the events wonderful and glorious?  Of course not.  Were they bad.  Yes.  Were they the end of the world?  Not even close.  Do they reflect America?  Try to come back and join us in reality, would you?  If I remember my statistics correctly there are 4,000 babies aborted every day.  According to the CDC there are 28 people killed every day by drunk drivers.  We are surrounded by cases of truly innocent people having their lives destroyed by the choices of others.  The people who were hit by the fool in the car?  I would guess that a number of them had been beating people over the head just minutes before.  I have no proof, just a guess.  Does that mean they deserve to be run down?  No.  Arrested maybe.  Go to jail, maybe.  Run down, no.

I wish I had a magic switch that could remove all the hyperbole from the media.  Until that day arrives we need to fight the emotional tantrums of the left by the one source of power we still have:  Liberty.  That means thinking for ourselves.  That means not buying their products.  That means not clicking on their links.  That means being inconvenienced.

How horrible is that?

homo unius libri