I am sad today for the 20+ children who died in the shooting in Connecticut.

I’m also sad for the roughly 3 children in the United States who will be shot to death (on purpose) tomorrow. And 3 more on the day after that. And 3 more the day after that.

I’m also sad for the two children who hung themselves today in the United States. And two more who will hang themselves tomorrow. And two more the day after that. And for the two more who will kill themselves using some other method tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that.

I’m sad for the 100 children who died in automobile accidents in the United States today. And for the 100 who will die tomorrow. And 100 more the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that.

I’m also sad for the two babies under 1 year old who were accidentally suffocated to death in the United States today. And the two more will will be accidentally suffocated tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that.

I suppose I struggle to understand why the lives of these 20 students in Connecticut seem more worthy of sadness than any of these other deaths. If you are struck down, broken-hearted, moved to tears by the deaths of these twenty students, why are you not also moved to tears every day?

*Numbers are from the 2010 report on deaths from the National Center for Health Statistics (NCHS), National Vital Statistics System http://webappa.cdc.gov/sasweb/ncipc/leadcaus10_us.html