Two Days after Orlando

There are many things I can’t understand about the Orlando attack.

First: how could he do it?  It is really mind boggling to think that a human could commit such a crime.  No. I wasn’t born yesterday.  I know about man’s inhumanity to his fellow man.  I really do.  But that doesn’t mean I actually can understand it. Make sense of it.  It’s still inconceivable.  And I don’t want anyone to try and explain it. It’s just a rhetorical question and it’s inexplicable.

Two:  how could the killer’s father dress up for his TV interviews as if he were going to a wedding, after the mass murders?  I was struck especially by the matching tie and handkerchief sportily pouring out of his left jacket pocket.  So randy.  Such low-class chic. Was this a moment of glory and fame for him?  International TV appearances.  I saw no signs that this man was distraught. Makes one wonder.  Just sayin’. The parents of the victims were not similarly composed or attired.  They were destroyed and my heart goes out to them.

Three: how could Donald Trump’s first tweet after the event express gratitude for the congratulations he maintains he received. Congratulations?  This guy is really sick….and nasty!

Four:  how could this killer be allowed to buy an assault rifle?  This is true insanity.  What is wrong with this country?  It’s time to repeal the second amendment and put the NRA out of business.

Five:  how could the FBI interview this person three times and not keep tabs on him?  Once.  Twice.  But three times!  Something smells there. Aren’t these people paid to protect the public?  And how could this guy get a job as a security guard?  Of all things!  He was supposed to protect the security of others.  If it weren’t so tragic it would be funny. But it’s not!

Six:  how can we encourage the media to stop saying that this is the largest mass shooting in US history?  Don’t they know that somewhere out there is a maniac who will want to break the record?

One can only imagine the horror that these young people endured.  And one can only pray that those injured will know a refuah shlemah and that those slaughtered will rest in peace.  They shouldn’t have been injured and they shouldn’t have died.  What a way to commemorate the giving of our Torah!

About the Author
Rosanne Skopp is a wife, mother of four, grandmother of fourteen, and great-grandmother of two. She is a graduate of Rutgers University and travels back and forth between homes in New Jersey and Israel. She is currently writing a family history.