The Deterioration of Our World Continues: Discussing Mass Killings In America and The World

As I continue to voice my opinion for gun laws here in America, the recent Nice, France incident reminds me, yet again, of how the whole world is suffering from senseless and fatal attacks. It wasn’t a gun attack, but I cannot hardly breathe from all the mass killings, not only in America where I live, but in other countries as well. How do we stop this cycle of violence? Is there even a way to do so? These are the questions I now ponder, at this very moment, after total exhaustion from fighting, and hoping to wake up the world. I don’t want to give in, but now I feel maybe; I'll have no choice. Perhaps, it is the fate of us to become a world full of war. Could everyone who has fought with me on my reasons actually be right in saying nothing is going to change no matter what we put into action? I am so depressed, and I have been depressed for quite a while now. I wonder if there will ever come a time again where I can wake up to feel happy just to go through a normal day?

I’ve never been one to watch the news. I stopped that nonsense long ago when we would more than likely see only destruction and killings in our own cities. I couldn’t even watch that, it depressed me so much. I did not want to know about it. Therefore, that way, I could get up, and do my ordinary routine of living knowing none the better or worse from what I didn’t allow myself to see; however, being quite normal in a contentment to go through my days.

Is social media the culprit of getting these types of things out there to the world way more than they used to be? I think it is. I think that along with the ability to catch our own versions of things if we are actually in the vicinity to do so with our smartphones in hand, we, the people, with these little gadgets are inevitably how it all lands on a social platform which we have joined to stay connected around the world. My question is this; why can’t it be just for that? Connections? Is it not great to connect with the world and make friends and learn about one another in a good way? That’s what I signed up for when joining Facebook, Twitter, and even writing here on Hubpages. I wanted connection. I wanted to feel that the world was coming together not splitting further apart. I cannot fathom why people use it for five minutes of fame at the cost of innocent lives. Why??? And isn’t that what a lot of these killers are doing?? It isn’t religion based. It has nothing to do with a cause. It has everything to do with wanting power and fame and realizing just how easy that is to obtain these days. Well, fame figuratively speaking, not being true in what we would define as fame. Nevertheless, I don't think that these bad people care how it comes, just if they get noticed even after death. Which is strange when you think about it.

The profiles of the ones that do such horrible things are somewhat similar. Let’s start with ISIS. There is no purpose. The only thing I see, is an infestation of HATE for Americans for whatever insane reason they have. Their fight is for… and I’m sorry, but I’m stumped, because, why are they killing so senseless? When we examine what they say it is all BS. It never makes much sense does it? I know plenty of Muslims, and I have talked with them on this very topic, and they agree with the rest of the world in not understanding the whole point. Nothing this terrorist group does is in the name of the prophet Muhammad, or stated in the Qur'an. It’s just not! So, what is it? Is it to feel that they are going to rule the world one day? As comic book villainous as that sounds, I believe that is all it is. As like with the other killings, all the killers are of different race, religion, but with the knowledge of how fast they can make a media frenzy. When we examine the background of the lives of these people, we find very unstable people; outcasts, and loners who couldn’t handle to be outcasts and loners, and their hate for it festered to the point of what they finally did in retaliation for their own mental troubles. I don’t understand this. I too am an outcast, a loner if you will, but why is it, I never had a thought of making someone pay for that. Oh yeah, because I know it is up to me to change that if I don’t like it. You know, a maturity that was somehow manifested as I grew older.

I would like to say that we all know that ISIS is stemmed from many countries as well. The recruits come all the way from here in America to Australia, and many other places around our globe. It is said to have been started because of the madness the US and Iraq war left. Does it still make any sense though? I just read an article that attempted to outline how it all began and the reason. It is the most confusing thing I have ever read, and it makes no sense. The article, to me, comes down to HATRED again; someone stirring up the hate pot and going out and finding mentally unstable recruits that are crazy enough to believe a made-up cause this group speaks of.

The Aurora killer had a mental fantasy about the Joker in the Batman movie, which proves my comic book villainous theory if you think about it. The Newtown killer, I think, just simply was tired of being locked up in a house with what also seemed like an unstable controlling parent. That’s what I gather from all the reports, but we will never really know for sure, except he was mentally unstable. In all these cases, that is a correct assessment to all. Obviously, they were mentally unstable for whatever reason.

The Orlando shooter holds the same type of profile, and the South Carolina church killer who targeted black people; HATRED for a race, but why? However, it still comes down to all being mentally unstable and in turn, growing a tremendous HATRED inside for their own lack of ability to control it. How do we solve this?

The truth is, we can’t solve the issue of all mentally unstable people in this world. Going back to the recent incident in Nice, nobody could have determined the way he would kill, so I do understand when people come at me with things like; you could kill someone with other weapons than just a gun. A knife, a fist, and as we saw in this instant a moving type of truck. I know this. We all know these things could happen like this, but guns…guns are the most prevalent cause of murder. And maybe we can’t stop all of these killings, but what if we could put a stop to a great deal of them? Aren’t some lives saved better than a continuous amount of lives lost?

We have to come to an agreement on this. It is a fact we all see here. However, it is guns that most of these unstable people obtain to do their dirty work. It’s kind of, to me, a coward’s way of killing. They know it will most likely kill their victims. The odd of that is tremendously better for extreme killings than someone bringing in a knife. I mean how would that play out in their fantasy of mass destruction? Besides that, they know they will probably not make it out of these scenarios alive themselves, so the powerful gun will also take care of their fate, whether it be by their personal hand or the authorities. That weapon just is the way to go for most psychos who are out for blood, for their own revenge against the world.

Finally, I just want to stop discussing these types of issues. I want to go back to write about my happy and sometimes sad life with my prose and poetry. However, it has taken a backseat because, I cannot seem to concentrate simply on myself and what I want to express. Which is sad, because it’s my own way of keeping myself focused on life and how my trials and tribulations through my life have taught me amazing things about myself and how to perceive the world. Things that I can love instead of resent about them. If only the ones out there in the world could find a great way to channel their private sadness or insecurity with something they love.

I have learned many things since I have started writing more and more through the years, and yes, most of it is my own self-examination into my past, present, and future, but can you believe that I actually see my worth now. I mean, everyone else may not see it, and that’s alright. I see it, and that’s what matters. I also see the value in others, through the hardships and judgements which I have endured. I relate to others in so many ways. And as I get down sometimes, I welcome that sadness, and I write about it, and then I learn from it.

Today, I am going to pray, like I have every day since all this violence has started. I am going to pray and have faith that the people who have issues of being misfits, or are just lonely, or have some kind of problem which may drive them to do such crazy and hurtful things to others, find a way to move forward without the type of violence that shatters lives. Not only do they take loved ones away from their families; those families have to continuously wake up every day now and know that their child, mother, father, husband, or wife, was taken in such a violent and senseless manner. How will they ever get closure that way?

I'm going to end my discussion here with a poem from Charlie Chaplin. It is about growing and learning through our own experiences; whether they were hurtful experiences or good experiences. Everything is normal if we learn to grow with every aspect of our own life. No judgments, hate, violence, or blame to anyone else. It can be a beautiful thing and a wonderful journey.

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Incredible Poem Written By Charlie Chaplin

As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”.

As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody if I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it “RESPECT”.

As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it “MATURITY”.

As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance, I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm. Today I call it “SELF-CONFIDENCE”.

As I began to love myself I quit stealing my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future. Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm. Today I call it “SIMPLICITY”.

As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health – food, people, things, situations, and everything that drew me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism. Today I know it is “LOVE OF ONESELF”.

As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is “MODESTY”.

As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worrying about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it “FULFILLMENT”.

As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection “WISDOM OF THE HEART”.

We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born. Today I know “THAT IS LIFE”!