* This must-read open letter to constituents by Rep. Kelly Cassidy (D-Chicago) includes a must-watch video…

Yesterday morning, I spoke on the floor of the House on a bill proposed by several downstate legislators that was intended to be a cleanup to our state’s concealed carry law. The bill (SB836), was characterized as a technical clean up bill but was still opposed by the IL Coalition Against Handgun Violence on grounds that the process of negotiating the bill wasn’t inclusive of both perspectives.

The night before, I voted against the bill in committee and objected to the sponsors’ suggestion that the bill was negotiated and agreed to by all parties.

I spent all night thinking about how we keep having the same fight over and over again: few issues are more polarized than gun rights vs. gun control and I am just as guilty of it as anyone on the other side of the argument. Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results, so I decided change had to start with me.

When I was recognized by the Speaker and rose to address the House, I could see “here she goes again” on the faces of my usual adversaries in years of battles over guns. What many don’t know is that all three of the lead sponsors of the bill are among my dearest friends in the General Assembly. In our private conversations, we acknowledge that we come from different communities with different needs and that we are each forcefully advocating sincere beliefs on behalf of the people we were sent here to represent. We’ve also often talked about how nice it would be if we could sit down together, without the lobbyists pulling us to extremes, and craft common sense policies that reflect that respect and admiration. Just as we are here to represent our communities, the advocates who work here are paid to represent their positions, not to compromise their organizations’ principles.

I shared a story about the last weekend we were home and an exchange between me and my oldest son while he was at his brother’s baseball game. While the game dragged on, my other two boys got bored and wanted to run around and explore the park around the baseball fields. I said no, I wanted them to stay with me and my oldest repeatedly asked me why. He’s 14, so I am used to that question no matter what the issue, but in this case when I said “because I said so,” the truth was that I didn’t want to tell him the real reason I didn’t want to let them out of my sight. As we sat in the lakefront park on a gorgeous evening, I was preoccupied with the news of how many shootings had happened in the previous week in our neighborhood and I was afraid to let the boys out of my sight. But I wasn’t about to tell my kids that, so I stuck with being the “not cool” mom instead.

When we got home that night, I saw that while we were at the game, a 17 year old boy and a 4 year old girl had been shot in another part of the city and that the little girl was clinging to life with a bullet lodged in her brain. My partner and I were talking about it and she challenged me, reminding me that I used to do a lot of work on gun issues. I responded that I had gotten so much horrific hate mail and threats that I had consciously stepped back to take a break from the ugliness. Her immediate response was “break’s over,” and she was right.

But returning to the same bills, same proposals and same battles just doesn’t make any sense to me. Not because I fear the hate mail, but because I believe all of us were sent here to find solutions and our constituents would prefer us to work together towards compromise rather than dig in on extreme positions with no possibility of success.

So yesterday, I gave this speech on the floor:

I reminded my colleagues that it isn’t the lobbyists’ job to find the middle ground, it is ours and I said that in a gesture of good faith, I was willing to acknowledge that while I did object to the process that led to this bill, I had no objections to the substance of the bill and would be voting yes. I went on to challenge them to meet me in the middle. I made clear that, in spite of being known as a “rabid gun grabber,” I didn’t want their guns, but that I also didn’t want their guns to keep turning up in my neighborhood and leaving bullets lodged in the brains of little girls.

There is a common sense middle ground, one that respects the rights of those who are worthy of respect, punishes those deserving punishment and protects those we are all charged with protecting. It’s time for all of us to find that place, so kids can be free to play in our parks without fear of random acts of violence.