Nashville Presbyterian school: 3 children, 3 adults dead, teenage female shooter apparently killed by police. Perhaps she was teased, bullied. I was bullied in junior high. I had bruises to prove it. I learned to cope. I vaguely knew my father had a shotgun and shells in his closet. But entering his closet without permission was literally unthinkable – I never thought of it.

I had a religious and social community. I had Sunday school, where I learned the Ten Commandments, not the Ten Suggestions. I had 2 parents. But what did I not have? I did not have a 2-year lockdown, where I learned to spend all day watching porn and playing violent video games, but not interacting with real kids and adults.

When I was a kid, guns were available in the sense of being physically accessible, but unavailable in the sense that we would never use them to kill. We can’t destroy all the ties that held civilization together, then pretend to be shocked when it falls apart. We did it. We can undo it.