When religion and hate mix.

I think everyone in the United States has this Sunday seen what can happen when you mix Religion and Hate. 

I'm not going to sit here and give a sermon. I'm not a priest and make no claims to special wisdom. God does not talk to me. I do not talk to God. By and large, if you subscribe to a particular set of beliefs in the unprovable or supernatural, I might disagree with you, but I will not attempt to dissuade you of your beliefs. If those beliefs are particularly wacky, I am likely to deride your weirdness,
 although, having my own weirdness, I may not. But I have to take cognizance of, and exception to those who say to me or the world in general that their deity has decreed that it is not only acceptable but expected of them to commit acts of violence in the name of their supernatural being. I don't care if you're a Christian , Muslim, Jew, Buddhist or believe in faeries -- if your religious belief impels you to commit acts of violence then there is something wrong with you, and a civilized society cannot afford to have you running around armed  -- you pose a threat to the health and safety of others. We cannot imprison you without trial, but we can limit your ability to obtain and carry arms. Numerous court decisions have held that the government does have the power to regulate commerce in arms, including limiting ownership by those deemed to be a danger to themselves or others, and you, my religious zealot friend are a danger to yourself or others. We have seen too many instances of someone like you -- regardless of your religion -- take up a twisted version of religion and use it as a fig leaf to cover your desire to do murder. Well, putting you on the No Buy List might not stop you from obtaining a weapon, but it might slow some of you down. It might cause some of you to take a moment and think about what you're intending to do. You are intending to murder people. Real people, with lives, families, loves, pets -- real people with real blood who are really going to die. They aren't going to re-spawn. This isn't Team Fortress, Half-Life or Battlefield. It's not a fucking game, dickweed.  Real people will have real injuries and real death. You too will die, and your family will be stuck explaining to people that you were a good boy, really. Your neighbors will be stuck shaking their heads and saying "wow, he was such a nice guy, quiet, no trouble . . . "
And the rest of us will mourn our dead, heal our wounded and try our best to carry on. In a few weeks or a few months, nobody will ever remember your name. You'll be a dead non-entity. You won't be a martyr. You won't be a Saint. Not a person will give a good goddamn if you loved, lived, liked chocolate or got excited seeing pictures of two men kissing. You'll just be fuckin dead. Forever. Your entire existence and all your potential snuffed out. More importantly, all the potential of all those you murdered will be snuffed out with you.  All politics aside, I am disgusted.