If God forbid, someone who did not support effective gun reform was to have a loved one killed by gun violence, he or she would immediately become an ardent gun reform advocate. That’s human nature. Gone would be their politics, gone would be their over-intellectualizing. Pain and loss would become the sum of all they knew or cared about.
The reason these uniquely American tragedies come and go so quickly is that the victims remain unknown, and therefore the public never has a chance to become appropriately empathetic. The more we know about these kids and their families, the more real they become.
When the day comes that victims of mass shootings become so real that we recall their faces, so real that we can recite their loves and their never-to-be realized dreams, so real that we actually become physically pained and sickened by their deaths, America will finally rise up out of its terrible stupor and demand a great and noble change.
There is enormous power in a shared passion, but to be passionate is to feel personally invested.