Symbols....................

I have to say something.  I’ve been trying to wrap my head around some things and just not getting there.  First, we have a young man shooting people to death in a church.  Nine people  died because – in his words – he wanted to “shoot Black people” He told a black neighbor a week – before – he went to the church.   He was quoted by the woman he did not shoot, “You rape our women and you're taking over our country. And you have to go.”  Okay.  It’s a tragedy and perhaps I have become inured, accustomed, to the tragedy.  I don’t know.  I’m not surprised that it happened.   But, that’s not what has me wrapped around a tree.  

What is bugging me is the back and forth and outrage over a flag.  My jaw is bouncing off the table because of the vitriol, cruel and bitter criticism, of the “coverage” in the news.  We don’t seem to be nearly as upset over the murders as we seem to be over the label applied to the wing-nut that killed nine human beings.  We are not concerned about the number and use of guns, we are concerned arguing about a flag. We don’t seem to be worried about how to stop the loss of HUMAN life, instead we are concerned that a symbol is not symbolically lowered in mourning  over that loss.  I don’t understand.