by: the Common Constitutionalist
And the beat goes on. It seems everyday since the horrific terrorist killings in Orlando, there has been some kind of vigil, remembrance, gathering, or memorial service. I don’t get it. I was going to say I understand it, but I don’t.
Now for all you hyper-caring individuals who think this is great, heartwarming and needed – you’re wrong. You’ve celebrated their lives and mourned their deaths for a solid week and there appears to be no sign of a let up.
It’s not that I don’t care. Of course I care – and I feel for those who have lost loved ones, but (there’s always a but) it’s like attending a week long funeral. The refrain is always the same from those who show up to these events. I wanted to show my solidarity for the LGBT community or some such thing. Okay – you’ve done that – time to move on.
And so it was over just this past weekend, when a man, Greg Zanis, showed up in Orlando with 49 crosses he made from donated materials. The 3-foot tall crosses were all painted white and adorned with a red heart and the name of each victim.