Is this where we are?

You might have read about this horrific mass shooting in a small town called Tumbler Ridge, British Columbia. A shooter storms into a school, guns down innocent kids. There were seven students dead at the scene with more victims at a nearby home.

Killing children should be the kind of tragedy that unites us all in grief and a demand for real answers.
But wait. This is 21st century western civilization we’re talking about here. When the police step up to the microphone to describe the monster responsible, what do they call him? Or her? Or… whatever? Not “gunman.” Not even “gunwoman,” though they initially floated “female suspect.” No. They went with “gun-person.”

Gun-person!

This isn’t just clumsy language; it’s a deliberate contortion to avoid offending the woke brigade. And why? Because the shooter, identified as Jesse Strang, a transgender-identifying male who reportedly showed up in a dress, was part of that protected class the left loves to shield from scrutiny.

Now, let’s be clear: this isn’t about mocking anyone’s identity. It’s about facing reality. These mass shootings, especially ones involving trans individuals, keep popping up, from Nashville to now Canada, and what do we do? We tiptoe around pronouns while bodies pile up. The media buries the trans angle faster than you can say “preferred name,” and authorities bend over backward to use terms like “gun-person” because God forbid we “misgender” a mass murderer. Meanwhile, the real problem of a mental illness epidemic continues. These are deeply troubled people crying out for help in a society that’s too busy playing identity politics to notice.

Think about it. Instead of providing genuine mental health support what do we see? Activists and politicians recruiting them into the culture wars. “Join our side! We’ll affirm you, celebrate you, no questions asked!” It’s like handing a lit match to someone standing in a puddle of gasoline and calling it empowerment. Disgusting doesn’t even begin to cover it. We’re exploiting lost souls and making them into pawns in some grand game of virtue-signaling. And when it all explodes, who pays the price? Innocent children, gunned down in their classrooms. Families shattered. Communities traumatized.

This isn’t compassion, it’s cowardice. It’s the left’s obsession with language over lives, with feelings over facts. If we really cared about preventing these horrors, we’d stop the word games and start addressing the root causes of untreated mental health crises, easy access to opioids, and a culture that glorifies division over healing. But no, we’re too busy polishing our “gun-person” terminology to bother with that. It’s insane. It’s tragic. And it’s got to stop.