But does he know I love him?

Since I left Washington, the weather has gotten hotter and the news has gotten bloodier. Although my town, and my county, has a relatively low homicide rate, my local news still reports tragic, preventable gun deaths in both Hampton Roads and Raleigh/Durham.

Still, I am connected to what’s happening in Washington, DC. In the past few weeks, it seems that there have been countless shooting deaths. I don’t use the word countless lightly: in trying to prepare related links for this essay, I had a hard time narrowing down just how many shooting deaths there have been. I will leave those numbers to the journalists, but the Washington Post says DC has now reached 86 homicides, with the vast majority occurring in the under-resourced Southeast quadrant. The average homicide victim in DC is likely to be a black man in his 20s killed by bullets.

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