This article originally appeared at 1mmagc.org and is republished with permission.
By Heather Marchese
“When someone accumulates more than 40 violations of law in mere minutes to perpetrate unimaginable horrors upon others, there are no laws that will stop him but the laws of physics.”
We are 1 Million Moms Against Gun Control and we demand the Right to Protect. On December 14th, 2012, a nation sat transfixed in horror as the most tragic story in recent history unfolded. Every mother’s worst nightmare had come true. It didn’t have to be your children for you to feel the sick, cold grip of fear shatter into a bottomless sorrow scarcely felt in these, our comfortable and modern lives. Twenty children had been ruthlessly murdered in cold blood at the hands of, at the very least, a deeply disturbed young man—though many have perhaps aptly called him a monster, a madman. And where it happened—in their schoolroom, in such a familiar place—hit far too close to home . . .
Our hearts do and always will go out to those affected by that utterly senseless tragedy. There are no words sufficient to convey the shared sense of loss touching families in every corner of America. Something forever changed that day. Something real and yet undefined. More was lost than those precious lives. There was a common innocence among the vast majority of Americans that was snuffed out. A collective reverie was broken. And in the harsh light of reality, we were reminded, hard and fast, what a dangerous world this is, and how precarious our grasp is on it. An entire nation reacted. Vehemently. We all had to work through what we had just borne witness to. We all had to make sense of it and come to terms with it. How could this have happened? Why did it happen? Why didn’t someone stop him? Why didn’t someone protect them? How do we make certain this never, ever happens again?
We must all draw our own conclusions. The evil responsible for this will not provide them, for it was silenced with the shooter. In circumstances like these, closure must be created rather than found. We must answer those questions ourselves. And so the dialogue began. Almost at once there was a carefully choreographed cry for sweeping gun control measures. Ordinarily the silent majority would, in deference and respect, say nothing and abide the measures that would make everyone else feel safer and sleep better at night. But not this time. Something was different this time. For the first time in a long time it was simply too overwhelming to ignore: When someone accumulates more than 40 violations of law in mere minutes to perpetrate unimaginable horrors upon others, there are no laws that will stop him but the laws of physics.
There is no set of words on paper, on platforms, in speeches, no matter how fervently they are uttered, even were they written in blood—there are no words that will stop evil. There is no law without the arms to enforce it. Just as words cannot kill us, so it is that words cannot protect us. As mothers and fathers, aunts and uncles, grandparents and friends, as those who love and watch over children—our first duty is to effect their safety and protection. It is a moral imperative as intrinsic to our existence as breathing.
And yet there are, somehow, all of these voices crying out to strip us of that right, the right to secure our lives and the Against Gun Control lives of those we love, and to provide for the defense and protection of them. There are many voices on the other side of that coin, to be sure. But they are locked in socio-political debate. There are more talking heads than can be counted on both sides. But this is bigger than a Constitution, deeper than it’s framework of amendments, and further reaching than any ideological goals. This is the sanctity of human life, and what a family, a community, a nation will do to preserve it, to uphold its inviolability. And so the silent majority is standing up. As groups and parties and businesses and organizations all follow the piping of the TV news, dancing in the streets to the catchy tune being played for them, we rise up in righteous indignation to oppose them.
I am a mom. I am a dad. I’m a brother, a sister, an aunt, uncle, grandparent, daughter, son, and grandchild. I am black, I am white, Hispanic, Asian—I am American.
And I will be damned if someone is going to stop me from protecting My children….Your children….Our children.
I am – 1 million moms. And I am against gun control.