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