Dude, Where's My Update? #8
I initially had a different post ready for this week. But then the murder of Yaron Lischinsky and Sarah Lynn Milgrim happened and I felt it was…inappropriate to run my original post. Too lighthearted. Too upbeat, for now.
I am many things in this moment. My heart is in pieces, shattered like glass, glittering on the floor. My thoughts are jumbled and frantic and frustrated. I am not, however, surprised.
Hatred is insidious and nothing - no person, no movement, no group - is immune.
I had this same struggle when the Tree of Life shooting happened in 2017, though now it is worse. We know so little, save that I share a first name with the shooter, and that a man shot two people leaving a Jewish event at a Jewish building. That those two people were Israeli embassy workers means that the mainstream media’s penchant for poorly-considered headlines will give fodder to endless, tiresome conversations and feed the feeling that, as Dara Horn said, People Love Dead Jews.
Yet we still know so little, and I don’t want to say much more. What good does it do to speculate on motivations? All it does is allow ourselves to be riled up and act without thinking. It does not mean I do not feel. I am grieving, even though I did not know these two. I am grieving, and I am glad to see others are grieving too.
If you'd like to read some comics writing by me, I just had a piece out from SOLRAD.
Elias Rosner
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