sitting on a bench outside the school compound schoolchildren are held in compounds for their protection their protection or protecting the school or district from lawsuitscertainly not protected when the walls surrounding them are breached and a shooter enters and theres nowhere knowhere they can run 

                                                                               if he was a kid hed rather run for the hills than hide under desks or in broom closet or behind a fallible locked classroom doorthe teacher with them as terrified as they are   

he could only suppose no one had heard the old adage As easy as shooting fish in a kettle he preferred kettle to barrel which readily lent a link to a kettle of fish meaning awkward difficult bad situation  killing two birds with one stone

he was waiting for his granddaughters

he didnt like that they were incarcerated in school

                                                     that they were being educated that safety is attainable only inside walls keeping them

                      keeping the other out

a pretty nifty way to indoctrinate children  enforcing grim socialisation and captivity

the way he was when he was a kid

                                      he wouldnt have seen the electric light inside one of their classrooms or ever have to listen to the harrowing shrill of their spoonfed curriculum an administration anxious and more concerned to provide groupthink hive or ant mentality than grapple with his freethinking which likely would have deemed him incorrigible

his daughter and soninlaw chimed Different times, Dad. There’s more trouble out there than when you were a kid.

No Troubles always been there Community was stronger Mothers were home There were walls but they were invisible and it was a better thing then to be able to walk through a wall and be held accountable

his children believed child trafficking suddenly reared its ugly head

                                                                        he said Milk carton Missing kids

they werent going to agree

they didnt have to

he raised his

theyd raise theirs

You’ve grown colder, Dad, as you’ve gotten older.

I was and am incorrigible

                            But Ill remind you youre here and now Somehowapparently your mother and I negotiated the horrid jungle you fear for your girls

he heard a jet engine overhead

when he looked up from his book as he sat on the benchlooked up over the top of a low white commercial building at the end of the parking lot into the blue sky marred by watercoloured deepeninggray clouds coconspirators trying rain in front of them seeming to appear above them a lone big black bird soared glided accompanied by the whine of an unseen jet aircraft in his ears he could imagine that its noise was the birds noise

 

How fuckin cool he thought a bird could whine like a jet or the bird was actually a drone that isnt feared in America yet

1402,  Thursday,  9  1. 20

1116,  Saturday,  23  5. 20

Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs  Lil’ Red Riding Hood  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNEYfIUDkh8