People who discriminate or disrespect others should be punished from the start, there is no need to wait until another tragedy-like the one that happened at Pulse-happens again for people to open their eyes and take action or consciousness on the matter. Justice shall prevail from the ‘minor’ of the conflicts, such as calling someone ‘faggot’, ‘dyke’… Picking up on people because of their sexual orientation or their sexual identity. Massacres like these start from minor crimes, from minor demonstrations of disrespect and/or hatred towards LGBT people, or simply any other kind of people who are different. I really can’t find the words to describe my anger and deep sadness towards events like these at times, But what I can say, is that we need to change as a society. It must have been a total nightmare, without a doubt. Some of them, lost at least one person close to them. There were mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, boyfriends, girlfriends… awaiting outside of the club, desperate to know if their respective relatives were okay. How, for some people, a casual night of hanging out with friends ended up in watching those friends getting killed before their eyes. I started imagining how it was to be in the incident, the amount of fear that the people inside the club surely felt. Or in this case, a large portion of people. I spent the whole day in my room crying, unable to understand how can people feel so much hatred towards someone who has done nothing to them, even more so, enough hatred to kill somebody. Once I was fully informed and enough time had passed by for me to process the mass of reflections running through my head, it was like the pressure of the tragedy that was once gripping my heart had tightened.The impact of the whole situation made me feel an unusual emptiness in my chest, it sort of reminded me of when I used to suffer depression. I urged to know every single detail on the events and started clicking link after link on news sites and read many different articles. Lots of things started going through my head, I could not even organize my thoughts. I just could not believe what had happened just the night before, barely 8 hours earlier. At first, I was in a complete state of shock.
My whole timeline was loaded with tweets full of comments, condolences, and even words of fear and hatred on the news. When I opened Twitter, I couldn’t believe my eyes… The next morning, I had breakfast and did some household chores before getting back to my room to lay down on my bed, relax, and spend some time surfing on the internet. Since I was more than terribly tired and sleepy, I just thought “Oh well, whatever it is that is going on, I’ll catch up on the matter tomorrow… Hope it’s not something too bad.” Immediately after that, I locked my iPod and fell asleep. Suddenly, something caught my attention, it was a ‘#PrayForOrlando’ trend, or something along those lines. I still remember lurking around on Twitter late at night, I nearly dozed off as I was scrolling down the timeline, retweeting and faving some ocassional tweets here and there (majorly irrelevant/funny stuff, to be honest). This is why I am going to focus on sharing my thoughts with you rather than exposing details on the event. I believe there is already enough information on the internet if people want to find out more about the incident, and being of high relevance, the news spread like wildfire all around the world. He was shot and killed by Orlando Police Department officers after a three-hour standoff. When on June 12, 2016, Omar Mateen killed 49 people and wounded 53 others in a terrorist attack/hate crime. It has been almost six months since the catastrophic event that took place inside Pulse, a gay nightclub in Orlando, Florida, US.