That Feeling Is Back

I’ve got it again.

That sick to my stomach feeling that has me watching a newscast that’s basically repeating the same thing over and over again, showing the same footage over and over and yet, I keep watching–hoping that maybe if I watch long enough that it will make sense.

But it never does.

It happened on September 11th, 2001, when our world changed forever.  When two commercial airliners were purposefully crashed into an iconic building for the purpose of randomly killing as many people as possible.  How do you even think that way?

An act that we’d immediately deem unthinkable if we were writing a book or screenplay.  No one wants to even go close to there.  But sadly, we’ve had occasion after occasion since then of unspeakable and unthinkable carnage by lunatic or crazed zealots.

Oklahoma City.  The youth camp in Norway.  Newtown.

This time, the city of Boston’s traditional Patriots Day celebration and the legendary Boston Marathon have been scarred forever by some demented mind.

I’ll tell you, it doesn’t take me very long to go from shock to very, very mad.  I have zero patience for this kind of insanity.  There is no way that an 8-year-old boy should be killed while going for ice cream with his mom and sister, who cling to life.

I have already formulated responses to these acts but nothing I would ever put in writing.  The penalties I have in mind for these kinds of crimes are so intense, they’d make any terrorist think twice about even passing gas.

Another thing I’ve noticed in the aftermath of a terrorist event–it’s hard to be funny.  First off, there’s no way I’d ever go near that as the subject and for several days, it’s all anyone is thinking about.  Maybe it’s only natural that the world would be a less funny place.  Getting up every morning at 4am to write jokes for a radio show prep service–Radio Online–I can’t tell you how difficult it was to eek out three measly jokes this morning.  I apparently am not alone.  Funny guy Ken Levine is also have a tough time with finding humor in the world, at least for the time being.

I just don’t understand how things like this can happen, nor do I want to understand.  I don’t know that there’s a way to stop it, but I feel strongly that we should keep trying.  It’s up to us to make this world safe for our kids and we need to do something.


There’s that sickly feeling in my stomach again.

Tim Hunter


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