If someone gets angry or flips out in Las Vegas, without guns nobody dies.
If some nutter goes to the movies in Boulder, without guns after the movie people go for ice cream.
If a teenager grows up with dark thoughts in Sandy Hook, without guns the 6-year-olds walk home, chattering about their day.
Without guns people in Paris go to a concert and end up in cafés instead of the morgue.
Without guns, John Kennedy lives to a ripe old age.
Without guns, people don’t die.
Forget “the shooter”. The shooter is the gun.
It’s dead simple.
Eden and After. 