I’ve written this before in the aftermath of other shootings.
The madness has to stop.
I was wrong.
Clearly, it does not. It has not. The violence, the killings, the slaughters keep happening and happening and happening. The latest (at least I pray that no new ones happen in the few hours between when this is written and it goes to press) came, as you know, in El Paso, Texas and Dayton, Ohio. Thirty-one more people have senselessly lost their lives.
Thirty-one.
In the last decade, there have been more than 300 people killed in mass shootings and almost 1,200 injured.
In. The. Last. Decade.
Forget decade. Since 2017, the death toll from mass shootings is more than 200. What is that, 800, 900 days? Two-hundred people in 900 days?
It’s not getting any better.
And shame, shame, shame on any Democrat, or any politician, who uses this as political fodder for some anti-Trump speech. I’ve not been much of a Beto O’Rourke or Cory Booker fan, but after their remarks on the El Paso – Dayton massacres I will never give either one the time of day again.
Even brother Hoosier Pete Buttigieg had to take his own shot at Trump, telling Fox News that the shootings were “symptomatic of the effects of white nationalist terrorism,” and adding that “there’s no question white nationalism is condoned at the highest levels of our government.”
Please.
What there really is no question is that promoting your own political campaign in the wake of almost three dozen innocent deaths is condoned at the highest levels of the Buttigieg / Booker / O’Roukre presidential campaigns.
They can’t stand Donald Trump.
Yippee, Skippy for them. This wasn’t the time or the place. By making it so, they lowered themselves to the very same low-class and ridiculous behavior they so often accuse him of.
If their remarks are not enough to turn most Americans off from the utter insanity politics has become then shame on us.
But let’s not focus on the politicians. And let’s also be clear that these two heinous acts in Texas and next-door Ohio are not about politics. Not about guns. Not about violent video games. Not about most of the normal talking points we hear every single time that innocent people are gunned down.
This is about a society that has lost its way.
We don’t live in a place where right is right and wrong is wrong anymore. My parents, God rest their souls, had a simple rule when I was growing up. Get in trouble at school, get double at home. The idea that they would take my side over the school was never even a glimmer in my wildest imagination. And if I thought that wasn’t fair, tough cookies. Life ain’t always fair.
It wasn’t a bad lesson to learn.
Let’s pause for a second while millennials lose their minds. How can something not be fair? Wait, what? How can something end without a trophy?
Of course I jest. Everyone knows millennials aren’t reading newspapers today, so they’ll never even know I’m making fun of them.
The truth is, most of us who reached adulthood understand that life doesn’t always work out the way we want. We know that taking our ball and going home isn’t a good option. Most adults understand you just tighten up the chin strap and figure it out. There’s no trophy. There’s no warm and fuzzy. It is what it is. Put on the big boy and big girl panties and deal with it.
But it starts much earlier.
Teachers can’t discipline kids today. Not really. Not only do these professionals have to live with the threat of school shootings, they have to live with having their hands tied.
In our society today, everyone has to be OK. Everyone has to get a trophy. Not getting feelings hurt has become a big deal.
A really big deal.
Back in the day you were taught to be respectful to your elders. They didn’t have to be respectful of you . . . until you actually earned their respect. You were taught to be considerate, kind and caring. Was everyone? Of course not. But those who weren’t were just jerks. There wasn’t a law passed about it. Everyone didn’t lose their minds about it. There weren’t counselors made available to talk about it.
Life was simpler. Actions had consequences and those consequences weren’t looked on as heavy-handed tools of the conservatives. People could disagree. And no, that didn’t always end well, but it sure as hell didn’t turn into some idiot with a gun like it can today.
Look, no one – and I mean no one – has all the answers. Maybe there isn’t one single answer at all, but many little ones and even a few big ones. But right here in this little corner of God’s country, there just might be an answer. And it starts in the home with mom and dad and learning lessons about right and wrong.

Two cents, which is about how much Timmons said his columns are worth, appears periodically on Wednesdays in The Paper. Timmons is the publisher of The Paper and can be contacted at ttimmons@thepaper24-7.com.