I didn't know how to post today without saying something about the tragedy in Connecticut yesterday. But then, it's difficult to know what to say.
I'll tell you what I told my brother, who is terrified of school shootings, and almost delayed going to college in part because of this fear:
People are mostly good; mass shootings are rare (though not as rare as they should be); and let's turn off the news and pray, instead.
It's so easy to get overwhelmed by tragedy and either fall into a slump, or else harden yourself to it. It's easier to talk about failures in our system, easier to get angry about gun control (or not enough guns), easier to get angry, period, than it is to confront such a terrible tragedy.
That being said, I believe there is a lot we can learn from this. I believe we can learn to be better.
But I also believe that we need to confront our grief, and accept it. It is normal to feel hopeless, to be listless and angry and numb right after another, or at the same time. It's normal because we are humans and we can't help but feel connected to every member of the community in Newtown, and that, above all, is why I haven't lost faith in humanity.
I'm telling my brother to turn off the news and pray, and when that fails, I'm reading articles like this.