"So what’s next? Metal detectors and armed guards at the Doctor’s office?"

It’s still hard for me to believe that one warped incel who tried to light his shoes on fire 20+ years ago means I STILL have to take my fucking shoes off to board an airplane, but near daily mass shootings spur nothing more than thoughts and prayers and, bizarrely, a financial boon for gun makers. The more we slaughter each other with guns, the more guns we run out to buy, which is like trying to avoid hurricanes by moving from Florida to New Orleans.