[paraphrasing a friend]
Y’all, just tuck this away: If I am ever the victim of gun violence
(and I’m 25 times more likely to be shot in the US than any developed
nation, or put another way, I have a 1 in 6,905 chance of being shot and
a 1 in 38,174 of dying by coming into contact with “sharp objects.”
Source: WHO and NSC), you have MY PERMISSION to politicize the hell out
of it.As a matter of fact, I will haunt the fuck out of you if you don’t.
I want to be politicized before I hit the ground. Politicize it up!
Make it undeniably political. The minute I’m identified – you scream
from the highest point in your life: HE WAS IN FAVOR OF COMMON SENSE GUN
REGULATION. HE SUPPORTED MENTAL HEALTH FUNDING.You have my
permission. BE FUCKING POLITICAL ABOUT MY DEATH. And if somebody tells
you it’s too soon – you point to my cats and my friends and you say:“FUCK YOU, YOU’RE WRONG. IT IS TOO FUCKING LATE.”
And, maybe, just for good measure, shoot them, and ask them if that changes their mind.