It's not even fun being Scrooge anymore

Normally this time of year I'm all cranky about the forced cheer and massive commercial hypocrisy.

But apparently this is the year for making a mockery of that "peace on Earth, goodwill toward men" stuff, too. As the news of yet another mass shooting rolls across my screens I can't even hold onto my grumpy. All I can feel is staggering waves of sadness for the victims and their families, mixed with maybe a smidge of wonder at the men who do such things. Are you even of the same species as I claim to be?

(If anyone has links to good organizations that provide help in the wake of these acts of terror feel free to post them. By default I think I'll be giving to the Red Cross, which I think does pretty good victim's aid work.)