Imagine it . . .
We saw the lines of children running. We counted the souls
flying from shattered bodies. We counted
bullets – between 2 and 10 in each body. We tried not to think of the Christmas and Hanukkah
gifts that would never be opened, because those they were meant for would never
play again and those who had wrapped them could not bear to unwrap them.
“Martyr” is a strong word, and it implies choice. Those children
and the adults who tried to save them chose nothing but their last thoughts,
which we can never know. It is rather we who made the choice to give their
sacrifice meaning by finally banning the sale to civilians of military style
semi-automatic and automatic weapons.
In the weeks between the massacre and New Year’s Day, we
came together miraculously. The One Million Child March brought more than a million
children and nearly as many adults and teens to D.C. in an historical call for
sane gun control. NRA-backed and anti-gun senators met in the now famous Valentine’s
Day Accord that enacted many of the changes the children had called for. Sales
of unbanned guns increased, but in a breakthrough that may win them the Nobel
peace prize two college juniors at the
University of Connecticut devised a test that quickly reveals, with high
accuracy, evidence of violent mental illness and pathological anger. Gun shop
owners embraced the test even before required to by law and gun shows followed
suit after 6 months of unrelenting pickets and virtual campaigns. And in a bold
action dramatized in the Hollywood movie Sanity
(released Thanksgiving Day), gangs in all major U.S. cities collected and
destroyed thousands of the popular AR-15 style assault rifles (an estimated 3.3 million of which had
been sold domestically in the 25 years prior). And in acknowledgement of the wisdom of the adage “guns don’t kill people, people kill people,” savings from
modest cuts to military spending were used to provide free, high quality,
prolonged mental health care throughout the country.
If this wasn’t a day for grief, we might be
celebrating. Since Sandy Hook, the
homicide rate has plummeted. After four terrible killing sprees in 2012, we
endured not one in 2013. No one can say how many lives the Sandy Hook children
have saved. Those who might have grown up to be researchers, doctors, nurses
and other healers could probably not in their lifetimes have saved so many.
Those who would have become teachers could not have taught more than they
taught us on December 14th 2012. And the boys and girls who might
have become soldiers, medics, policeman and fireman could not in a very long
life time of devoted service have protected us with their lives more than they
have protected us with their deaths.
We mourn them as we mourn our past apathy. We wish we had changed sooner. Let us take comfort from the thought that
though we could not go back in time and save them, at least we acted to save
children and others in future classrooms, malls, movie theaters, homes and
streets. We changed in ways we never
thought we could. We chose to make sure their short lives gave our nation a
better life, so that this holiday
season every wrapped gift can be opened; every promise
kept.