Disappearing Hobbit Puppies and the Killing of Children

               Today we ‘disappeared’ some more of our loved ones. Unlike Argentina, a country well-versed in this phenomenon, we know where they went and how they got there but we are still powerless to stop them from taking our babies. Like Argentina, we dance a tango praying they are not out there, waiting for us.

               It is almost like we are a litter of puppies living with a python in our midst. It is not like we are oblivious to its presence. We all scream, “murderer, thief, Baggins.” But we are all treated like Gollums, as if we don’t count, that our pain does not matter.

               Our children and our loved ones must die so that a few shooting ranges and gun manufacturers will survive.

               A saner Hobbit might ask, “When will we begin to see reality?” But, since Hobbits are not real, that question will never reach the ears of our legislators.

               We are lost in the fantasy that our guns protect us from a horrible monster and we are too blind to see that the horrible monster is the very guns we pray to for protection.