Every day the signatures climb. And every couple of days, so does the number of deaths.
That is the arithmetic we are living inside right now, and I am not willing to let it become background noise. One step forward for us, one life gone somewhere else. Families who will never get that person back. Children growing up with a hole in them that no amount of time fills neatly.
So please, keep signing. Keep sharing. It takes seconds and it costs nothing, and it is the loudest thing most of us can do from where we are standing.
We need to be the voice for those they did not hear. Not a whisper, not a polite request, not another submission filed and forgotten. A voice that carries, that repeats, that refuses to go quiet when the answer is silence.
And we are not doing this only for the women and children hurting right now. We are doing it for the ones not born yet, who deserve to grow up in a country where this is not simply the way things are.
You can sign, and you can follow the stories of those we have lost and continue to lose as we speak, here:
Their names deserve to be spoken. Their deaths deserve to mean something. Sign it, share it, and say their names out loud.