Molly, a Quaker, a peace activist, a supporter of democracy, sustainable liver, land lover, and health care advocate on the verge of graduating nursing school, was shot in the face in her home. That beautiful, full smile will no longer sparkle. It was shot. No longer will she breathe, she was shot. In the face. In her home.
A bullet bought legally was placed into a legally owed and registered gun. It ended the life of a beautiful person. A person with hate in his heart was able to obtain a gun and some bullets and end the life of another. So the murder of Molly Hawthorne MacDougal was illegal but the gun and bullets were not. The United States allows people — good people, bad people — the right to own guns. To own bullets. To end the life.
In New Hampshire everyone has a gun. Gun shops are on every corner. It frightens to me to know my neighbors all have guns (I hear them “practicing” all the time) and that some of my readers have them, use them, end life with them. It bothers me my own husband has held a gun and shot it, ending the life of a rabbit. If you want to hunt or “protect” your property, learn to use a bow and arrow. That technology worked fine for thousands of years. Lazy people have guns.
Guns serve no useful purpose except to intimidate and cause fear. Guns should be outlawed. Guns should not be manufactured and the ones that already exist should be destroyed. Bullets should not exist. I have felt like this for many, many years and now, after the loss of a colleague, that belief is more deeply entrenched in my soul and my spirit than ever before.
A knock on Molly’s door, she opened it with that glorious smile invited the person in and then was shot. In the face. In her home. By a legally bought gun and bullet.