"Hi, kids! I'm your new English teacher. Let's talk about poetry."
Rod Serling is alive and well!
What’s my proof?
That’s easy!
It’s this article in Great Britain’s The Guardian reporting that:
“School police departments across the U.S. have taken advantage of free military surplus gear, stocking up on mine-resistant armoured vehicles, grenade launchers and scores of M16 rifles. At least 26 school districts have participated in the Pentagon’s surplus program . . .”
If this isn’t the stuff of the Twilight Zone, I don’t know what is.
Maybe I missed something. But has common sense and asking obvious, quite reasonable questions been outlawed in America?
Take the grenade launchers. Do the geniuses who are arming our schools with weapons of war think that if some psycho is holed up in a classroom holding hostage a bunch of school kids, they’ll just lob some hand grenades in there to flush him out?
And how many kids fit in a MRAP? I know children are small but is it realistic to think you can put 250 elementary students in one of these?
Moreover, as everyone knows from way too many examples, usually the whole thing of killing a bunch of kids goes down in just a few minutes. How long will it take to get this monster truck fired up and out of the garage? Unless this thing is parked in the hall next to the school cafeteria, it’s not going to do the job these school administrators have in mind __ whatever that is.
Parallel to the point I made previously about militarizing our communities, if I were a psycho killer __ and really, I’m not, the many rude comments left on my Facebook page notwithstanding __ and I saw one of these vehicles coming at the school, my attitude would be: “Well, now I’m screwed. Guess I’ll have some fun while I can.”
Then I’d blow away every living thing in sight.
Of course, I don’t personally know Adam Lanza. Maybe if he had spotted a MRAP outside Sandy Hook Elementary School, he would have immediately hugged the kids he hadn’t killed yet, fallen to his knees and repented.
But I really doubt it.
And taking the long view, I just can’t believe that having kids go to schools filled with machine guns, grenade launchers, tasers, MRAPS, heavy artillery and the like, will give them a healthy, wholesome perspective on life. Their world will be so violent, so filled with relentless anxiety and apocalyptic paranoia, with every aspect of human interaction viewed through the lens of killing machines and conflict, their expectations so fatalistic and full of potential horror, their elders __ that’s you and I living in the regime of GWOT and SWAT and MAD and ISIS __ will by contrast look like carefree, frolicsome oompa loompas.
So, welcome to contemporary America, land of the free, the greatest, truly exceptional nation in history, where being totally insane can land you a high paying job running a public school.
Alright . . . I got a little off topic.
Seriously, I merely wanted to wish the best of luck to Mr. Serling on his new high concept reality TV show: “Please Don’t Shoot Me, I Only Work Here”.
Keep up the great work, Rod!
Love ya, babe.
Rod Serling Is Alive!
"Hi, kids! I'm your new English teacher. Let's talk about poetry."
Rod Serling is alive and well!
What’s my proof?
That’s easy!
It’s this article in Great Britain’s The Guardian reporting that:
“School police departments across the U.S. have taken advantage of free military surplus gear, stocking up on mine-resistant armoured vehicles, grenade launchers and scores of M16 rifles. At least 26 school districts have participated in the Pentagon’s surplus program . . .”
If this isn’t the stuff of the Twilight Zone, I don’t know what is.
Maybe I missed something. But has common sense and asking obvious, quite reasonable questions been outlawed in America?
Take the grenade launchers. Do the geniuses who are arming our schools with weapons of war think that if some psycho is holed up in a classroom holding hostage a bunch of school kids, they’ll just lob some hand grenades in there to flush him out?
And how many kids fit in a MRAP? I know children are small but is it realistic to think you can put 250 elementary students in one of these?
Moreover, as everyone knows from way too many examples, usually the whole thing of killing a bunch of kids goes down in just a few minutes. How long will it take to get this monster truck fired up and out of the garage? Unless this thing is parked in the hall next to the school cafeteria, it’s not going to do the job these school administrators have in mind __ whatever that is.
Parallel to the point I made previously about militarizing our communities, if I were a psycho killer __ and really, I’m not, the many rude comments left on my Facebook page notwithstanding __ and I saw one of these vehicles coming at the school, my attitude would be: “Well, now I’m screwed. Guess I’ll have some fun while I can.”
Then I’d blow away every living thing in sight.
Of course, I don’t personally know Adam Lanza. Maybe if he had spotted a MRAP outside Sandy Hook Elementary School, he would have immediately hugged the kids he hadn’t killed yet, fallen to his knees and repented.
But I really doubt it.
And taking the long view, I just can’t believe that having kids go to schools filled with machine guns, grenade launchers, tasers, MRAPS, heavy artillery and the like, will give them a healthy, wholesome perspective on life. Their world will be so violent, so filled with relentless anxiety and apocalyptic paranoia, with every aspect of human interaction viewed through the lens of killing machines and conflict, their expectations so fatalistic and full of potential horror, their elders __ that’s you and I living in the regime of GWOT and SWAT and MAD and ISIS __ will by contrast look like carefree, frolicsome oompa loompas.
So, welcome to contemporary America, land of the free, the greatest, truly exceptional nation in history, where being totally insane can land you a high paying job running a public school.
Alright . . . I got a little off topic.
Seriously, I merely wanted to wish the best of luck to Mr. Serling on his new high concept reality TV show: “Please Don’t Shoot Me, I Only Work Here”.
Keep up the great work, Rod!
Love ya, babe.