Many years ago, a prominent pundit told me there were three words you could not say on television: "I don’t know." This week, after the horrific school shooting in Uvalde, Texas, I didn’t know what to say and was glad I didn’t have to add to the barrage of comments on cable news. Sure, I could pour on the outrage and assail the usual suspects who offer meaningless thoughts and prayers while blocking gun safety measures that might prevent some of the recurring nightmares that have become endemic in the United States. I could engage in the ritualistic post-shooting debate and debunk the usual BS the gun lovers hurl—we need good guys with guns; it’s a mental health issue—and the blah-blah-blah-it’s-not-about-guns.