The other day, another maniac bent on destruction murdered
49 innocent people and injured 53 more in Orlando, Florida. Filled with hate,
fear, stupidity and cowardice, the 29-year old American male of middle-eastern
descent went into an LGBT nightclub with a handgun and assault rifle and opened
fire at around 5 a.m. He then held those who couldn’t escape, hostage, for
several hours until police and SWAT teams finally stormed the club and killed
him.
What could cause a person to do such things is still up for
debate and discussion around the globe. Much of it stems from mental illness and
basic brainwashing. Sick and small minds make insane and unenlightened
decisions.
Advocates for and against gun control are still going head
to head about which would make America safer. My opinion? It’s mixed. I believe
that there should be no sales of assault rifles and explosives at all
allowed in the United States. However, I also think we can’t infringe on our
Second Amendment right. Our country was founded on it.
Hunters have used firearms for ages. Now, I am not a hunter
and I don’t condone it. I think it’s pathetic to sneak up on an innocent,
unsuspecting animal and shoot it and call it a sport. Where exactly is the
sport in that? I agree that America
is a free land—and hunting is how many people have fed their families and put
food on their tables. How they survived. How they prospered. But that’s not the
case anymore. It is no longer a necessity, but … this is America. I believe
that handguns, rifles, and shotguns should still be allowed to be sold—to any
who pass strict tests and background
checks.
I know that people will find a way to kill no matter what,
but by making these weapons of mass murder readily available, we are making it
easier for them to kill greater numbers of people. Think about it. A guy with a
knife is not going to be able to do what this jerk in Orlando.
During and after the chaos—just as with any momentous moment
in history—friends and family members were left outside the danger zone waiting
to hear if their loved ones were safe. Hundreds of survivors waited outside
trying to contact their friends inside. Family members flooded the hospitals with
calls trying to find out if they’re loved ones were dead, hurt or held hostage.
I can’t imagine their pain. Their frustration. I would wish that I could
somehow get inside, just a little bit, so that I could know what was happening.
And I realized that I could have if it were my daughter who was inside the
club.
Several years ago, I installed a mobile one-time subscription free app to see someones texts monitoring app on my
daughter Amy’s phone—when she was a teen. She was having trouble with bullies
at school, after a bad breakup. She had broken the heart of a boy after coming
out. She hadn’t been able to accept who she was until after he had gotten
serious with her and he couldn’t handle it. Neither could several of her
classmates. I put the spy app on her phone—with her knowledge—to look after
her. It helped us put a stop to the harassing and let the troublemakers know
that not only was her father watching, but so was the law.
That being said, she let me put the one-time subscription free apps spy text messages on her new iPhone
last year. Yes, it allows me to see her pictures, texts and emails—and a whole
bunch of other stuff—but I don’t ever look. She’s a big girl and I respect her.
But what I do like—and which could
truly help me someday if something horrible like Orlando or Paris or New York
ever happens—is that I can track her phone by GPS and read someones texts app.
Look, I know it is not the be-all-end-all answer to
anything—she would have to have the phone on her and be near it—but it helps me
in knowing that I wouldn’t be left totally out in the dark if a problem arose. There’s
a reason why we are all Orlando. It could happen to any of us.
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