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Who Shot Gabrielle Giffords?

I was in the middle of writing a column on the Republican grandstanding surrounding the idea of repealing the healthcare bill or as they call it, ObamaCare. That’s when the news flash arrived saying Arizona Democratic Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords had been shot. My heart dropped much like it did on that fateful day in 1963. I was saddened, disgusted and shamed to be a member of a society that breeds the kind people that can perform such heinous acts.

Giffords was a supporter of universal healthcare. She cared for her constituents, rich and poor. She answered to her conscience and used her strong intellect to make the decisions she felt were best for America. As I write this, the identity of the killer hasn’t been released. His motives remain a mystery.

As I do my best to resist anger and frustration, I ask “Who shot Gabrielle Giffords?”

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But It’s a Dry Heat

I’ve had a home in Arizona for thirty years. My wife is a fifth generation Arizonan. It’s a surrealistic part of paradise with vast expanses of multi-colored deserts delineated with breathtakingly beautiful mountain ranges. The forests of the high country inspire artists to paint its splendor. Its big cities are vibrant. Its history is rich, its people interesting and diverse.

Despite my decades long affair with Arizona, one question goes unanswered. Why does Arizona draw so many nutcases and loon birds? Furthermore, why does Arizona have such a propensity for taking its moon-bats and electing them to high political office? This is the state that has given us denizens of renown like Sheriff Joe Arpaio, the bigot with a badge and Russell Pearce, a legislator who looks in a mirror and sees no reflection. They’ve still got a long way to go to beat their greatest misguided mouth missile, Evan Meacham, but they’re giving it their best shots.

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