I am not going to write about Newtown, Connecticut. Incidentally, Connecticut is my home state; my first career was as a public school teacher (yes I taught them how to curse properly); and I am a parent. So while I am, like so many of us, wholly gutted by what has happened, I choose to forego expressions of my own vicarious grief -- the expression of which always toes the line between empathy and disrespect, in my (not) humble opinion -- in favor of a rejuvenated focus on my own family and what we contribute to the state of society.
On Sunday, I started holiday shopping (shut up; there is plenty of time). My nephew is 10 years old, so I googled "best toys for a ten year old boy." Again, this was Sunday. Two days after you-know-what. This is what came up at Squidoo.com, my usual go-to site for "best toy" ideas:
Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME? Get your shit together, America -- now.