No doubt my memory or basic information is wrong about the Charlie Kirk shooting, but based on what I remember reading and seeing I’m amazed that a relatively naïve twenty-two year old could carry off the one perfect killing shot characteristic of a well-trained career marksman, then be photographed leaping off the building like a Hollywood stuntman and running off without so much as a limp, somehow handling the rifle which will then be wrapped in a towel.
If it weren’t for the horrible fact that our country has become a killing field it would make for a fascinating whodunnit. As it is, I’m writing this at 3:30 a.m., losing sleep in grief over the world-wide violence passing as news these days.
How I long for that “lost” song I’ve been remembering lately from my high school days (1946):
One world built on a firm foundation
One world no longer cursed by war.
Let no mortal man
Change the master’s plan
In a world where war shall cease.
One world built on love and peace.
Now have at it. Explain to me what I’m missing in the murder details.
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