According to the AP, New Orleans police say a gunman opened fire into a crowd leaving a high school basketball game, wounding a man and four teenage boys. . . . Injuries from late Friday’s shooting at Warren Easton Charter High School were not life-threatening.
Presumably, the only thing separating injuries from death is some good luck. Could children have been murdered because someone didn’t like the outcome of a basketball game? Surely it must have been something less trivial! Really? What kind of disagreement could possibly justify shooting into a crowd of people?
“Are you afraid of me?You should be!“
For me, this is not an abstraction. Indeed, a few years ago I was shot at point blank range with a .45 and seriously injured. In the competition of tissue and bone vs. a determined bullet to occupy the same place at the same time
There is a certain irony to my struggle with PTSD which is a daily reminder of my attempted murder. It has left me with the kind of volcanic and irrational temper that must be required for someone to shoot into a crowd or to pick off people on a college campus.
Are you afraid of me? You should be! I live on South Beach and can acquire all sorts of weapons of mass destruction. In fact, in 2011 the Florida Legislature passed a new law that imposes fines on counties
and municipalities that attempt to enforce local ordinances on weapons or ammunition. Mayors and council members can be fined $5,000 and removed from office if
they “knowingly and willfully violate” the law. Towns that enforce their
ordinances risk a $100,000 fine. And by the way, there are no fewer than 126 gun shops in Dade County. You can dismiss this as Tea Party crackpottery signed into law by a mindless governor but it is the law. Purchasing a handgun requires no permit
Ultimately, we can stop some
One of these days I am going to post my x-rays. I have had three surgeries including a total hip replacement