Last night when we first heard the news about the shooting in Pittsburgh, we were intrigued in a ‘oh wow that’s crazy!’ kind of way. Dan was in bed reading, and I had the news on in the living room, mainly as background noise while I tinkered around on the internet. Details trickled in about casualties and motives, but no one on the tv really knew anything for sure. I would periodically wander back and fill Dan in on the latest speculations: domestic dispute? 4 dead? 6 dead? including the shooter? they’re not sure yet?
Soon it became known that a friend had just been at the place of the shooting less than an hour before it happened. And another Twitter friend of mine had a relative who was a victim. Then I figured out that the location is just a mile from several of Dan’s family members (checked to make sure none of THEM had been at the gym- thankfully, none had been, even though one of them goes regularly.)
Then this morning, when the identity of the shooter was revealed and more details emerged, Dan realized that he used to work with the killer. For 6 months (back in 2006, while I was pregnant) he worked basically in the next cubicle over from a man who plotted and planned and carried out a shooting rampage on a bunch of innocent women at a gym.
They all went out for happy hour once.
I read the blog he had online (I won’t link it, the site is down and also because if you really want to find it, Google will help you), the one he protected with his birth date and death date, making it unavailable (except to really really good guessers) until after he carried out his plan. In the blog, he named the manager from the job they shared. He rambled on and on about the lack of women in his life, how the world hated him and how, apparently, by killing people and then himself, it would make everything better.
I’m not even sure where I’m going with this, I feel a bit like I’m just adding to the noise about it all. But it’s just… scary. And disturbing. And so very, very sad. My heart breaks for the three women who were killed and the other victims who will surely have emotional scars long after the physical ones have healed.
It has been a trying week so far, not just this but with a family member (Dan’s side of the family) having surgery on a malignant tumor on her spine, years after having been cured of breast cancer. Prognosis is good & everyone is hopeful… but still. GEEZ, UNIVERSE. ENOUGH WITH THE REMINDERS & PERSPECTIVE. I GET IT.
In an effort to celebrate Life and Good Things, we went for ice cream tonight.