Aftermath of a tragedy

I seldom post blogs; I am loath to indulge in the narcissistic musings that clot the blogosphere, but I feel compelled to write in the aftermath of the slaughter of the innocents in Newtown, Connecticut. Twenty children were brutally murdered by a young man of 20. We will hear the calls for gun control, for psychiatric counseling, for medication monitoring, for rethinking protocols for committing the dangerously mentally ill; what we won't hear is the realization of a truth we will not accept because it is an existential threat. What we will not do is recognize the evil that exists in our own hearts and acknowledge our own culpability in this tragedy. We will not realize that the evil is not the other; it is our own.