Tag Archives: Shooting

The sad case of Esteban Santiago-Ruiz

49457979-cachedThe gunman at Fort Lauderdale’s airport had psychiatric problems, and the symptoms seem to have started after he was deployed to Iraq.

Some researchers point to a link between combat stress and violence at home. But other research says there isn’t such a direct link between the two.

Santiago-Ruiz killed five people in Florida, and now faces the death penalty.


On this, the anniversary of the horrible Newtown shooting

newtown-angels-600I love you.


In case you haven’t seen it, the tribute video for Orlando

You can read more here.

Oh, Lord. Just read this poem.

RTX2FRIO-1024x708By Loma:


for Orlando


Last time, I saw myself die is when police killed Jessie Hernandez

A 17 year old brown queer, who was sleeping in their car

Yesterday, I saw myself die again. Fifty times I died in Orlando. And

I remember reading, Dr. José Esteban Muñoz before he passed

I was studying at NYU, where he was teaching, where he wrote shit

That made me feel like a queer brown survival was possible. But he didn’t

Survive and now, on the dancefloor, in the restroom, on the news, in my chest

There are another fifty bodies, that look like mine, and are

Dead. And I have been marching for Black Lives and talking about the police brutality

Against Native communities too, for years now, but this morning

I feel it, I really feel it again. How can we imagine ourselves // We being black native

Today, Brown people // How can we imagine ourselves

When All the Dead Boys Look Like Us? Once, I asked my nephew where he wanted

To go to College. What career he would like, as if

The whole world was his for the choosing. Once, he answered me without fearing

Tombstones or cages or the hands from a father. The hands of my lover

Yesterday, praised my whole body. Made the angels from my lips, Ave Maria

Full of Grace. He propped me up like the roof of a cathedral, in NYC

Before, we opened the news and read. And read about people who think two brown queers

Cannot build cathedrals, only cemeteries. And each time we kiss

A funeral plot opens. In the bedroom, I accept his kiss, and I lose my reflection.

I am tired of writing this poem, but I want to say one last word about

Yesterday, my father called. I heard him cry for only the second time in my life

He sounded like he loved me. It’s something I am rarely able to hear.

And I hope, if anything, his sound is what my body remembers first.

How do you grieve when you’re surrounded by hate?

2016-01-27-yusor-deah-weddingThe family that lost two daughters in a Chapel Hill shooting last year want to know.

This breaks my heart. Breaks it.

A personal abortion story

jackson-clinicJac sent this, an essay by someone who had an abortion. The essay is published anonymously. It includes this:

It doesn’t matter to me what your religion is or what your personal values are. If you do not believe in abortion, don’t get one. Make sure your sex life reflects your values, too. But your values have no place in my uterus.

I’m a Bible-thumping, Jesus-believer. And I couldn’t agree more.

If you’re a politician who takes NRA money, I’m not voting for you

NRA-CongressSince Thursday’s theater shooting at Lafayette, Louisiana, which killed two and wounded nine, there’s been a petition started that asks Republican presidential candidates to refuse or return campaign contributions from the blood-gargling National Rife Association. That includes Louisiana Gov. Bobby Jindal, a big gun supporter who suspended his campaign for a while and said discussing gun control wasn’t appropriate in the wake of the carnage.

So when is the appropriate time, Gov. Jindal? Because it is really, really challenging to find a time when there hasn’t been a mass shooting.

Though the NRA pours more money into the pockets of Republican candidates than Democrats, I’d broaden that to any one who takes one thin dime from the NRA will not get my vote, ever.

You can learn more here, at Open Secrets, or here, at Follow the Money.