One: if the government is reading your mind, don't you suppose they'd know you were about to go full Postal and shoot up a library?
Two: why do crazed lunatics almost always identify as religious?
I'm not going to answer those questions, as they seem fairly rhetorical to me.
According to a USA Today piece on the shooting, Jason Derfuss, assumed to be a student at FSU, was near the shooter when he opened fire, not realizing until later that one of his books took a bullet for him:
"He was about five feet from me, but he hit my books. I assumed I wasn't a target, I assumed I was fine. The truth is I was almost killed tonight and God intervened."
|No whammies, no whammies, no whammies...|
You see the problem with being "blessed?" The law of opposites come into play. If you're blessed, then necessarily all the people who didn't survive the (fill-in-the-blank) shooting were damned. "That was their purpose here on Earth, to die a dog's death at the hands of some crazed asshole." Doesn't sound very nice when you put it that way. How about: "Your child/spouse/parent simply wasn't that important." Still kind of nasty. "God's plan involved them only peripherally. Hope you hadn't gotten too attached."
None of those are really any good. So maybe we should just fall back on the old stand-by:
Your puny human mind couldn't possibly fathom the vast greatness of His plan.
Right. Got it.