Billy Joel wrote that only the good die young, but that begs the question: why can't the good grow old alongside the rest of us?
It's been two years since Sandy Hook. Two years since 20 elementary-age school children and a half-dozen teachers met with a death incomprehensible; a manner of dying that should never enter into any human's imagination. It's been two years of pausing by empty bedrooms, two years of petitioning lawmakers for change, and two years of surreal visits to grave sites.
It's also been two years of nationwide amnesia because, according to a recent New York Post article, Americans now favor gun rights over gun control.
Background checks are routinely run on individuals interviewing for the position of administrative assistant. Sixteen-year-olds have to study and pass both a written and road test to obtain licenses to pilot one- to two-ton vehicles. Why, then, is it such a threat to so many to update a 223-year-old piece of legislation with common-sense measures? (Technology now offers American citizenry many more options than a single-load musket and our shores are protected by the world's best trained and most lethal military.)
Any law written by human hand can, and should, be rewritten when it becomes obvious that the law in question is no longer serving the people but people the law.