A pretty impressive deathtoll so far of 58 at last report, and in the wake of Blasphemy Day, no less. First blood of the season! The Mandalay Kid strikes!
So, this man named "Paddock" emptied automatic firearms which sounded like machine guns, into a large herd of sheeple attending some lame cuntry festival - now that I can understand! But moreso it seems that he was a bored mullionaire who wanted an ultimate thrill - hunting humans, as predecessor James Huberty said; much better than innocent animals for mere sport, anyway, though these were rather like shooting fish in a barrel, as it were.
The only foreseeably regretful point I can observe could be any law enforcement casualties there may be, as well as firefighters, but the rest of the populace seems dime a dozen schleppherd.
As far as Las Vergas is concerned, attention should be awarded the total environments and technology to fascillitate their multisensory experience, and the exercise of monetary acquisition by way of thrilling games of chance, an intriguing history of mob foundations, any favored performers, as well as pioneering laws for a more natural, fully evolved erotically-conscious society.
In any case, a fantasy fulfilled for Paddock no doubt, plus he took himself out after thinning the herd a bit, nice and neat, even considerately so. Perfect. The more the better!
I suppose his money will be dispensed to the victims. ∞
Addendum: Interesting to note that just the day before on Blasphemy Day, I observed one of these poser cowboy types ambling around a mailing center as I was preparing to send forth a Cursing Candle, as My surprising disdain grew... this perhaps may have been a precognitive sensation heralding forthcoming events.