Dear Mr. LaPierre,
My name is Johnny Troubled Teen and I want to thank you for all your efforts this past week. You see, I, too, am planning a rampage on a public school and I've always prided myself on being above average in everything I do (my school tests indicate an off-the-charts IQ albeit with a very low social intelligence score). Your announcement today will provide me with the challenge - the opportunity to now really prove it.
You see, if you had actually given some thought to the past week's carnage or any other incident like this, you will see that these are not rash acts. The perpetrator (usually an intelligent but troubled teenager) has gone to great lengths to plan their assault out - to the very last detail. As supported by the fact that Adam Lanza went to such lengths and deliberation to destroy his computer hard drives to the point that the officials were unable to retrieve any information on them at all.
There are over 98,000 public schools in American, add over 30,000 private - not to mention the thousands of post-secondary schools all over the country. Do you really think you can provide effective, trained, competent ARMED security officers at each one of these schools? The U.S. Army had to lower the bar for their recruits because they can't even adequately staff their Armed Forces but you think you can get competent armed guards at each school?
What you and your organization continuously fail to realize is that I am smarter than you. You took a week with your PR people to hatch some ridiculous "Good Guy with a gun to fight the Bad Guy with a gun in every school" plan and have failed to realize that you have just shown the world this plan (and your organization) is not concerned about protecting children but rather protecting their bottom line.
I am not you. I am not rash. I am calculating, precise, careful and have plenty of time to plot out my strategy. You took a week and came up with an retread version of a children's "Good Guy - Bad Guy" school yard game. I am not a microwave. I am a Crock Pot. I am slowly steaming, cooking and preparing in my own juices as I complete each step - like another level to a video game. You adding some armed guard at the front door is like another level on Super Mario 2 - a challenge but over time just child's play.
See, my dad has guns - lot of them. He's careful with them. He locks them up not like Adam whose mom was careless. My dad is careful but he's not a machine like me. I'll wait. I'll be patient. When the opportunity arises, I'll be ready. And I'll be grateful that you didn't suggest stricter gun controls because if you had then maybe the four visits by local police due to my violent outbursts or that week I spent in observation at the local hospital might have shown up and my dad would have been turned down for a gun permit.
But that's not going to happen. You're just going to put a man with a gun at the door. Another challenge. Another puzzle. Another game. Another opportunity to prove I'm smarter than anyone else who has ever played.... So, let the games begin.
Sincerely,
Johnny


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