This routine sounds grossly familiar. A shooter buys one or two or three legal firearms and decides to end the lives of people shopping in a grocery store or students sitting in a classroom. We are outraged. We are heartbroken. But we are not surprised.
How could we be? It has only been a few months since our last bereavement. So we walk again. We take out the orange T-shirt that we haven’t worn since the last tragedy. The chants are pouring right out of us, unchanged from the last time we did this: “Enough is enough.”