Disclaimer: This isn’t “thoughts and prayers,” it’s George Carlin with a throat mic. If you want polite mourning, go sit in a pew. If you want the truth about why the bullets keep flying, strap in.

Over the weekend, America hosted its usual horror double-feature. Saturday night in North Carolina, Nigel Edge climbs on a boat, aims at a crowded bar, and opens fire. Three people dead, five wounded. Premeditated, targeted, deliberate. Not an “oopsie.” Not a fit of passion. This was planned murder.

Sunday morning in Michigan, Thomas Sanford, ex-Marine, 40 years old, drives his truck into a church, opens fire inside, sets the place on fire, and tries to blow it sky high. Four people dead, eight wounded. Children, the elderly, worshippers in their seats. If cops hadn’t put him down in minutes, the toll would be a massacre of record.

And what do we hear from the right? The silence of cowards. No condemnation of the violence. No acknowledgment that easy access to guns made this possible. No recognition that their endless drumbeat of hate—against “the other,” against anyone Not Us—creates the climate where men like Sanford and Edge decide that murder is righteous.

Instead, the script writes itself: white, cis, male shooter? Cue the excuses. PTSD. Mental illness. Bad day. Troubled man. He “snapped.” But swap that profile with a Muslim, a Black teenager, an immigrant—and the GOP would be on every channel screaming “terrorist.” They’d be demanding new laws, new bans, new crackdowns before the blood was dry.

Let’s stop pretending. It’s not “mental illness.” It’s not “societal stress.” It’s the cocktail of assault rifles, bottomless ammo, and a political movement that tells angry white men they’re under attack, that violence is a valid answer, that their enemies are subhuman. When you hand out that script long enough, someone’s gonna follow it to the letter.

This isn’t America First. This is America Bleeding. Every week, another bar, another church, another crowd, another graveyard. And the right sits in silence because the killers look too much like their voters, their donors, their base.

Spare me the mental illness alibi. These men weren’t hallucinating. They weren’t hearing voices. They were listening—listening to the endless rhetoric telling them who to hate, who to fear, and who to shoot.

That’s not sickness. That’s indoctrination. And the silence of the right is proof they know exactly what they’ve built.