The news today was absolutely heartbreaking and sickening. An Army officer, a doctor and psychiatrist, shot and killed 12 fellow soldiers. How horrific! In all, at latest count, 12 dead, 31 wounded.
How crazy! What in the hell did these soldiers do to hurt this officer? What role did they have in his being deployed? None, an emphatic not one damn thing. But yet, as innocent bystanders their lives are ended.
Ladies and gentlemen, do not blame the guns used. Guns are inanimate objects that do no harm on their own. I can attest to that. None of my guns have ever jumped out of their cases and began shooting. It is not the gun manufacturers fault anymore than it is the fault of an automobile manufacturers fault because someone runs a red light.
"A firearm holstered properly, lying on a table, or placed in a scabbard is of no danger to anyone. Only when handled is there a need for concern." (Excerpted from: The Modern Technique of the Pistol, by Greg Morrison, Gunsite Press, Paulden, Arizona, ISBN 0-9621342-3-6, Library of Congress Number 91-72644, $40)
Rather it is the fault of a radical SOB that had total disregard for the Hypocratic Oath that he had vowed to uphold.
I cannot fix this, nor can I turn back the hands of time. I can only wonder why. And I can render prayer to those involved.
Although no official words have ever been printed, these verses have become popular.
I render the salute of TAPS to my fallen comrades. May God be you!
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the hills, from the lake,
From the sky.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
Go to sleep, peaceful sleep,
May the soldier or sailor,
God keep.
On the land or the deep,
Safe in sleep.
Love, good night, Must thou go,
When the day, And the night
Need thee so?
All is well. Speedeth all
To their rest.
Fades the light; And afar
Goeth day, And the stars
Shineth bright,
Fare thee well; Day has gone,
Night is on.
Thanks and praise, For our days,
'Neath the sun, Neath the stars,
'Neath the sky,
As we go, This we know,
God is nigh.
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