Nov 6, 2017

Church Shooter: Devin Patrick Kelley- @shannonrwatts


Edited: Nov 6, 2017


Sutherland Springs shooter ID'd as Devin Patrick Kelley, 26. US airforce vet. The Sutherland Springs shooting is 165th mass shooting in US since Jan. 2009, and the 9th mass shooting in US and 3rd in Texas in 2017. Since January 2009, Texas has seen more mass shootings – 18 – than any other state in the country. So far, 27 people have been shot and killed and 24 injured, making this the deadliest church shooting in modern American history. Unlike dozens of other states, Texas law doesn't place restrictions on gun shows, doesn't require background checks on private sales--Doesn't require guns be safely stored when possessed or transferred, doesn't have any regulation or age limit to open carry long guns. In addition, the @GovAbbott is a staunch advocate of the @NRA, which endorsed him in return:


I'm EMBARRASSED: Texas #2 in nation for new gun purchases, behind CALIFORNIA. Let's pick up the pace Texans. @NRA


It's time for every American to get off the sidelines and demand lawmakers #RejectTheNRA, which essentially writes our nation's gun laws.


If more guns and fewer gun laws made us safer, America would be the safest nation on earth. We’re not.









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