Since Thea Later Mann doesn’t allow sharing on her Facebook posts, I copied and pasted what she said about the latest shooting because it is so very much in need of being shared far and wide.

I posted this on a friend’s page and want it to rest here, too.
I am not sad he is gone, a gentler euphemism that maybe soothes my guilt over not feeling sad that he has died.
I am angry at the manner of his death.
I am angry that, for the majority of my career, I have had to herd children into sheltering positions or practice escape because we can’t figure out how to reduce gun violence.
And it happened again.
And it will happen again.
I am angry that it happens so frequently I caught myself sighing –SIGHING — because it happened again. “Just another day in America”.
I am angry because my students walk through weapons detectors that feel performative, not preventative.
I am angry
I am angry
I am so very tired of being angry.