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Home Columns A Cup O' Kapeng Barako Shedding Tears for Those Murdered Children at Connecticut’s Sandy Hook Elementary School
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Thursday, 20 December 2012 16:52



By Jesse Jose

A Cup O' Kapeng Barako


I, too, shed my tears. 

I shed a tear for Emilie, age six. 


I shed a tear for Olivia, age six.

I shed a tear for Jessica, age six

I shed tears for Jack and Noah and Dylan, ages six.

The list of names goes on and on.  Twenty of them, ages six and seven.

I also shed tears for the six educators of these children.  And for the grief of their parents, grandparents, brothers and sisters and friends. 


I also shed tears for the community of Newtown, Ct. where the school is located ... and for America.

Ten days before Christmas, twenty-seven innocent lives were taken ... murdered ruthlessly, senselessly inside the school by a mentally ill gun nut.


"Our hearts are broken," President Obama said on national television, Adding that his first reaction, when he learned about it, was not as president but as a parent.  "I know there is not a parent in America who does not feel the same overwhelming grief that I do."


He called the children killed, "beautiful little kids."


All children are beautiful, may I add.


"They had their entire lives ahead of them ... birthdays, graduations, wedding, kids of their own," Obama continued, tearing up as he uttered those words.


And, as I listened, I, too, teared up with him. 


My children are now all grown up, bigger, taller and brighter than me.  But when I learned of this carnage, I remembered them as children.  And that made me shed more tears.


And, as I read more stories about these mass shootings of children and their teachers, I shed more tears. 

And as I write this, yes, I am shedding tears.  Because even though I don't know these kids, I have known kids ... my own kids.  And all kids are beautiful and precious.

A SEETHING ANGER: What followed after my tears had dried, was seething anger. 


Anger at the shooter. 


Anger at gun nuts. 


Anger at the Second Amendment.


Anger at the National Rifle Association (NRA), for encouraging America to own guns and for endorsing the "unrestricted" right to own guns ... any kind of guns, automatic guns, handguns, powerful rifles, assault military-style weapons for mass killings.  Weapons, perfect weapons they are in the battlefield ... but perfect, too, for mass shootings, for mass murders of innocent people, gathered in shopping malls, in movie theaters, in churches and temples ... and inside kindergarten classrooms.

These guns nuts reasoned that we need to arm ourselves so we can protect ourselves from criminals.  But do we need battlefield weapons for that?  I think only morons have that kind of reasoning. 


Yes, to me, gun nuts are morons and cowards, hiding behind their stash of weaponry!

B AN THE NRA & WEAPONS OF MASS KILLINGS: In past mass shootings, had anybody shot back at any of those mass shooters?  When that "joker" mass shooter went on a rampage inside that movie theater in
Aurora, Colorado, surely there were a few people inside that theater who had concealed weapons on them, but did anybody shoot back at that crazy gun nut shooter? 


And at Columbine and Virginia Tech ... you've all heard of those shootings, right?  Did anybody shoot back at the crazed shooters?


Also, it's not really the so-called "criminals," who do mass shootings.  It's usually the mentally ill, with access to weapons of mass killings ...


Weapons that the NRA believe and endorse that anyone in America can own.  Because they -- literally and wrongly -- believe in the antiquated Second Amendment of the U.S. Constitution.  An amendment that was promulgated in the old, old days when all patriotic Americans have to be armed, so as to be able to defend themselves from the Brits.


Those days are long over.


It's time to amend the Second Amendment.  It's time to ban weapons of mass killings.  It's also time to ban the NRA!  To prevent mass killings, we need to cut off the ownership of mass-killing machines.


FROM THE MOUTHS OF BABES: Let's take our minds off from this horrific tragedy for a moment by offering this dyok to y'all.  Perhaps some of you had read it before.  It's so funny, I think.  Especially, the ending sentence.  It's a dyok that's true that I howled with true, roaring laughter. 


And I assure you, Dear Readers, that to read it again is worth your time, for you'll also be howling with laughter, the woes of the shootings forgotten for a moment.  It was sent to me by a cyberspace friend, named Nestor Palugod Enriquez, who also writes a column.  From what I understand, this little dyok appeared under several names.  But I've re-named it, "From the Mouths of Babes."  Here it is:


The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History.  Who said, 'Give me liberty, or give me death?'"


She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Little Akio, a bright foreign exchange student from Japan, who had his hand up: "Patrick Henry, 1775," he said.


"Very good!" the teacher said.  "Who said, 'Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth?'"


Again, no response, except from Little Akio: "Abraham Lincoln, 1863."


"Excellent!" said the teacher.  Continuing, she said, "Let's try one a bit more difficult.  Who said, 'Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country'"?


Once again, Akio's was the only hand in the air and he said, "John F. Kennedy, 1961."


The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed of yourselves.  Little Akio isn't from this country, but he knows more about our history than you do."


She heard a loud whisper: "F__k the Japs."


"Who said that?  I want to know right now?" the teacher angrily demanded.


Little Akio put his hand up and answered, "General MacArthur, 1945."


At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke!"  The teacher glares around and asks, "All right!  Now who said that?" 


Again, Little Akio says, "George W. Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."


Now furious, another pupil yells, "Oh yeah?  Suck this!"


Little Akio jumps out from his chair and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"


Now with almost mob hysteria someone said, "You little shit, if you say something else, I'll kill you!"


Little Akio frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Michael Jackson to the children testifying against him, 2004."


The teacher fainted.  As the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're screwed!"


Little Akio said quietly, "The American people, November 6, 2012."


Dear Readers, my tears have dried, now I laugh.  Okey ngarud, y'all have a Merry Christmas and Happy, Healthy, Prosperous New Year!  That's all.  JJ


Comments (1)
1 Thursday, 20 December 2012 18:21
Pareng Jesse,

Your first seven lines make me choke . . . then tear up. Indeed what animal would harm our precious jewels - our kids? Thanks so much for this very touching essay.

Romy Marquez

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