Domestic Violence


This is the new face of terrorism.

Middle-aged, White man becoming disenfranchised with the back door shenanigans of the world’s “greatest” country. This type of terrorist slips in quietly, while Mother USA & Uncle Sam look behind trash bins & in caves for suspicious behavior, strange activity, & people that look different than they do. Racial profiling may have just gotten a face lift. I’m sure they never once thought that their own privileged children would be the chickens coming home to roost, so to speak.

This type of terrorist isn’t a terrorist at all, actually. He’s just mad as hell, at a life broken & a dream deferred, & why he’s being treated like a stranger in his own country. I totally understand that.

Joe Stacks is, for all intents & purposes, what America’s all about: ownership, success, White skin, family. Or at least, I’m pretty sure that’s what he’d been taught growing up. No shots, but where racism stops, classism begins, & only a fool would deny the existence of either. But Joe wasn’t thinking about apple pies & star-spangled banners when he allegedly wrote this note, set his house on fire, boarded his private airplane & decided to pay the Austin, TX IRS branch a visit.

This should serve as the next, in a long line of signals, that America’s problems don’t begin & end on foreign soil. Amy Bishop is clearly a home-grown, societal tumor, & she operated with impunity until she snapped (again), killing three colleagues. Hell, I have a cousin in dire need of help, mentally & physically, & for an unnoticeable fraction of what it costs to run a war daily, he could be habilitated into a productive, tax-paying, contributing member of society. Just saying. The economy didn’t collapse, the people did, but that’s for another day.

I know a couple of people who’ve committed suicide, but we can all surely agree that when a complete lack of regard for other humans is apparent, there’s clearly something much deeper than what’s brewing at the surface. One would be hard pressed to argue that the Joe Stacks’ & Amy Bishop’s of the country are easier to find than the Bin Laden’s, Hussein’s & the Chemical Ali’s, really though. They’re teaching our children, selling us insurance, catching our criminals. Potential powder kegs under our noses.

At some point, we’ll have to focus on us, as a singular country, again. It’s good to want to help the world, & police the planet, but like my grandmother says, “the road to hell is paved with good intention.”