I have never watched the voice. I did not know Christina Grimmie. I do know she was shot and killed last night. After her concert. At the merch table. Meeting fans. She was 22 years old. This hits way to close to home. This is an embarrassment. We, as Americans, should be utterly ashamed of ourselves. If you can look yourself in the mirror at this moment and say, 'we don't have a gun problem, we have a mental health problem', on ONE hand I agree with you. YOU have a mental health problem. Please go seek help if you're unable to see this glaring and painful truth. She wasn't killed by strangulation. She was not bludgeoned by a hammer. She wasn't run over by a car by someone who shouldn't be driving. She was shot. Shot with a GUN. It is time for us all(especially those of us who are responsible gun owners) to take a stand and make sure there are common sense regulations on guns. I'm not here to argue. If you agree, I ask you to try and do something to help this situation. If you disagree I sincerely ask that you turn off your tv, shut down your lap top, sit in silence for a bit and ponder the loss of a 22 year old kid, doing her job, that is now dead. Forever. Now in your silence please ask yourself, is there ANY point when you feel enough is enough? It's basic human compassion, empathy, and understanding. If you still feel there's no problem after some serious meditating on the subject I can only say I feel most sorry for you because something inside you is broken. I hope somewhere you're able to get help with that. Please know that I HATE posting crap like this but I just cannot sit by and act like there aren't simple steps we can take to help with this problem. It's far to regular a thing. I'm very saddened by all of this. Please go be nice to someone immediately.
He was real. He was rock n roll. He was punk. He was glam. He was soul. He was r & b. He was little. He was huge. He was straight. He was gay. He was everything great about art at the most primal and most advanced level at the same time. He was sexual. He was saintly. He was a preacher. He was a pimp. He was angry. He was love. He made music that will live on forever and I am better having heard it. Thanks Prince.