Measured In Millimeters

Sobering Thoughts We All Need To Bear In Mind

I know that it hasn’t been a full twenty-four hours since I posted but I really should because today is still fresh on my mind and I need to get this out of my head and onto this virtual page while it’s still there.

Today at work was kind of rough for me. I didn’t show it. I didn’t pontificate. I just did my job best I could. Why? Because, though I called Trump’s standing, fist-pumping and urging us to fight, foolish, and it was for a multitude of reasons, another thought occurred to me. That’s what he’s doing right now. Like Trump, I don’t always get it right. Like with any newer job, I’m still hugging walls in the best of times. I screw up, I take risks but I don’t have it in me to take half measures. If I make a decision and it’s the wrong one, that’s mine. I’ll own it. Today needed to be right decisions when I knew them to be right.

Unlike Trump, I’m not influencing policy or proposing it but something stuck with me that I couldn’t shake. I began to look at people much differently today than I normally would.

Normally, I take people as they come, again, as best I can but today, I couldn’t shake the thought that, if I had to turn to the person across from me in a time of need, would I be able to trust them? Would I still help them in a time of need? Would I suffer for that decision?

Every one of the people that I questioned mentally were fellow Americans and that’s what upset me most. This shooter whom I’ll refer to as fertilizer from here on out as he doesn’t deserve the dignity of a name much less a first, middle and last, may flights of Frost Jotnar toss him into the Nastrond, appointed himself an executioner and now, he’s gone. Thank goodness for that.

I’ve heard sentiments of “He had one job!” “He should have had better aim!” and etc, those kept me thinking that way. Unfortunately, I never did find out who uttered those sentiments, I was busy during those times. It’s been a busy as hell weekend. Those sentiments kept me thinking that way because as much as I just wanted to do my job, the sobering reminder was; We Were A Mere Millimeter From Complete Civil War And Total, Unrecoverable Collapse.

Because of one 20-year-old sack of fertilizer, there would be no telling. Safety, for anyone would be a thing of the past. I detailed some of the things we could face in my last article and I hope you read it because it’s something we all need to keep in mind now. The people that back the fertilizer, they don’t and won’t, view you as human. Many of them are so emotionally and mentally stunted, that it won’t be until they’re face-to-face with you in that moment, on that level.

I don’t know if we’ll ever be able to return to agreeing to disagree with our neighbors now. I know not everyone who voted Biden is a complete shitbag. Many of them are turning. Many of them see exactly what’s going on and that many, despite our warnings, they don’t want this idiocy that’s going on currently. For those people, they wanted certain things and they now do see the error of their ways. Those who are turning now, they know they backed the wrong horse and they realize that they’ve been lied to. The party knows this and they’re in full panic mode.

This current administration has lied, cheated, stolen over and over and over again and they know it can’t last. They know that this can’t go on. They know the gravy train came to a full stop years ago. They’re cornered and they’re desperate.

Desperate people do desperate things and when you have a media that engages in lies, a government that engages in censorship and a political party that pursues one man an anyone who so much as sent him a birthday card, are we really surprised when the rhetoric radicalizes someone to the point that they’ll do something as stupid as this?

It wasn’t just several shots he fired, it was how he undermined everything he claimed to stand for. Fertilizer took those shots and should have damned well been stopped before that. Much more is coming out now and we are going to hear about this for weeks at the very least until it’s uncovered as to how and why this took place …and, in all likelihood, it will be memory-holed to shit.

One millimeter. One turn of the head.

That’s all that stood between us and the pressure cooker exploding. No one would have been safe. In fact, the greater majority of us would have been caught in this crossfire and choosing sides would have meant death was a certainty. Even not choosing sides for some will spell death for them.

Think of the lack of access to medical care? That would have happened. Diabetes, heart attacks, strokes, complications, infections, a bad cold, not having access to the meds for mental health, think of how many people, including yourself, would have lost access to the very pharmaceuticals that are currently keeping you alive right now. Fertilizer didn’t give a single shit about you then.

You and your friends and neighbors, maybe you just never doubted before…now you do. Thank Fertilizer for that.

If you’re parents currently raising children and you hear that from them? Best believe, if they didn’t learn it from you, then now is a great damn time to tell them what I’ve been pointing out to you. Drive them around, show them all their favorite spots and all their favorite things. If you can, take them out for a day of all their favorite stuff. Make a weekend out of it. Then gather them around, ask them if they had fun and ask them how they’d like to never do it again. Watch their reactions. Let them know, had Fertilizer accomplished the mission he’d stupidly set out there for himself, that’s exactly what they’d be looking at.

Again, none of this is hyperbole. Show them countries that have been embroiled in Civil Wars for decades. These are harsh lessons that need to be taught now. We can’t afford this type of violent rhetoric to continue to take hold. It was only a millimeter and a head turn away. That’s it.

In my own lifetime, I still remember the assassination attempt on then-President Ronald Reagan. For me, life went on. He survived it and even during a speech when a balloon popped, he stopped his speech and uttered “Missed me” and continued on with it. In that time, we weren’t at the cultural boiling point we are now.

If you noticed, I haven’t made any jokes. I don’t see the humor in a world where death and misery rule because someone’s hatred has eaten them alive to the point where their entire heart (if they had one) and soul blackened. That sack of human fertilizer didn’t give a damn about you or anyone else. None of his actions were ever thought through.

Let me reiterate that point in case it hasn’t taken hold, gelled and became clear in your mind.

Your well-being, your continued way of living, your entire way of life, none of that mattered to fertilizer. He simply didn’t care. He was willing to commit a murder that would have sent everything spiraling down the toilet because all that mattered to him was his hatred for one man.

Corey Comperatore’s family is now completely altered because of him. He didn’t give a damn about them. To him, they were just acceptable losses and collateral damage. There were other casualties yesterday as well, their lives are altered. Fertilizer didn’t care.

There was no empathy. There was no tolerance. There was nothing other than unbridled and putrefying hatred festering in this wound of a person. You didn’t matter Corey Comperatore and his family didn’t matter, neither did anyone else.

At this point, I don’t care what his name was. I don’t even care what his rationalization was. Funny thing about that word “rationalize” is that if you break it down and pronounce it by syllables, it’s just “rational lies” which we all do. We tell ourselves whatever we want to make us feel good about the rather stupid things we do both to and for ourselves at times. That’s exactly what fertilizer did, lied to himself and everyone around him.

I’d like to blame the constant, hate-filled, vile and violent rhetoric. I’d love to blame the constant bombardment on such a young and impressionable mind who was only 13 years old when the constant bombardment began and carried on for eight years but many of us were bombarded with the same messages and we resisted it.

The responsibility lies solely on fertilizer and no one else. He’s taking a dirt nap, pushing up daisies, being gnawed upon by the Nidhogg Serpent and good riddance.

So the question now is, how do we counter all of this? Surely there must be a solution and I think there is. Again, I don’t have all the answers but if a man who took a bullet and lost a piece of his ear can get up again and encourage us to fight, we owe him that much, whether we like him or not because, at this point…it’s beside the point.

We need to do our absolute best to remind them of everything that could have happened. We need to do our level best to show them how this could have affected them and ask them if that’s a state they’re willing to accept. Total destruction around them. No safe havens, constantly doubting who they can trust and let me tell you, if you thought purity tests were horrible in the past eight years, you will become incontinent at the thought of how bad they’ll be once the shaking and kicking starts. Now is also a time to point out that a war in this country will never determine who wins or loses. Everyone loses. Everyone. No exceptions.

The only determination will be who is left and that is all.

I’d like to end it there but I can’t.

We haven’t even stopped to consider what would happen once North Korea, Iran, Yemen, Iraq, Afghanistan, China, Russia, etc knew this was happening to us. We could very well find ourselves at the mercy (or lack thereof) of one of these nations.

While we’re busy fighting each other over what remains of this nation, we may find ourselves getting our heads stomped into the dirt by jackbooted thugs in the U.N.

Every bit of this is sobering. Truth be told, every single one of us may pay the ultimate price and completely in vain. Think about it for a second.

We fight each other to the last. Whatever remnant remains suddenly finds themselves facing the barrels of U.N. rifles. Those people may not even be offered to submit or die. Merely surviving the conflagration would make you too dangerous to be allowed to live. Even if you were to surrender peacefully, whatever despotic nation that happens to be in control of this “peacekeeping” force would give you no guarantee of continued survival. Even if you did get that guarantee, you’d live as a slave, your Constitution basically becoming little less than toilet paper to these goons.

Fertilizer didn’t think about that, care about that or even consider it. Fertilizer was someone of complete base desire. He wanted what he wanted, when he wanted it and it was only about his selfish pursuits, desires and delusions of grandeur.

Maybe there’s a blessing in there. Now we have to think about these things. Now we have to fight the rhetoric with repeated, insistent, persistent and tireless pounding of these very possibilities.

For now, that’s really all I have. I do have one request from each of you reading this. If you stuck with me this long, I can’t thank you enough. You’re up this late, reading this and you really don’t have to. My only request is that you share this out to everyone you know, both articles because they’re necessary for us to consider moving forward. I don’t care about likes or whatever, I just want people to read these words and consider them.

Right now, all I really want, is to stop things from going too far and I need your help. We can stop this.

Yes, some people are completely just like fertilizer and they’ll each do something stupid enough to end up joining him.

I close with this, maybe the only bit of humor that I can possibly inject into such heavy material.

I know all of this is a bitter pill to swallow but swallow it, we each must because tomorrow, it will be the most jagged suppository you’ve ever felt.

Thank you. I love you all. May the gods light your path as you walk your wyrd. Take care of yourselves and each other. Always do what lights you up from within and, as always…

Shine On.

Rev. Dr. Raven Wulfgar

12:18am 12/15/24