Dear Governor Walz

Governor Walz:  I like you, but:

1) While I hate quibbling over the nuances of words, I wouldn’t use the word “marred” here.  Dining room tables are “marred” when someone drops a knife on them.  Families are “torn apart” when they lose a little kid in a shooting.

2) As a governor of a state, I suppose you’re obligated to offer prayers, but the whole idea of appealing to a god whose plan for this family included a mass shooting sounds lame in the extreme.  I would simply refuse to do it.

3) Please call for the United States to deal with this epidemic the way the rest of the world has and take weapons of war out of the hands of psychopaths.