Badscience and I were coming back from a bit of kayaking "up north" and gave a call to our friend Joe to hear how Friday's Overpass Light Brigade action in Madison went. We had coordinated our message with a tactical media group in NYC, The Illuminator, and I was eager to hear how the dual live stream worked out. Joe told us the news, breaking even then, of yet another mass killing in America, this one in Milwaukee.
An impromptu candlelight vigil in Milwaukee's Cathedral Square was quickly organized for that very evening. We were hitting a traffic snarl at 5:30 south of Sheboygan. Bumper to bumper due to lane closures. A freeway parking lot for 45 minutes. I called Joe and suggested he put the word out on Facebook that we would need some volunteers to hold lights, and that he would have to get our message checked, prepped and packed. We all discussed the phrase that we wanted to bring. How can we adequately express our deep collective sadness, indeed the heartbreak of the recurring nightmare, the Groundhog Day of violent gunplay, killing and killing and killing again?
Meanwhile, our hearts go out to the victims and their families and our world.