Wednesday, December 19, 2012

12-19-12 You Cannot Make This Stuff Up

Unmitigated gall.

That is the phrase here.

I had to read the words several times, and finally aloud, to convince myself someone actually thought these things. 

She not only thought them, but she wrote them, and then found a mouthpiece on a website who would print them. 

Yes, National Review, you have seriously outdone yourself with this one.

There was not a single adult male on the school premises when the shooting occurred. In this school of 450 students, a sizeable number of whom were undoubtedly 11- and 12-year-old boys (it was a K–6 school), all the personnel — the teachers, the principal, the assistant principal, the school psychologist, the “reading specialist” — were female. There didn’t even seem to be a male janitor to heave his bucket at Adam Lanza’s knees. Women and small children are sitting ducks for mass-murderers. The principal, Dawn Hochsprung, seemed to have performed bravely. According to reports, she activated the school’s public-address system and also lunged at Lanza, before he shot her to death. Some of the teachers managed to save all or some of their charges by rushing them into closets or bathrooms. But in general, a feminized setting is a setting in which helpless passivity is the norm. Male aggression can be a good thing, as in protecting the weak — but it has been forced out of the culture of elementary schools and the education schools that train their personnel. Think of what Sandy Hook might have been like if a couple of male teachers who had played high-school football, or even some of the huskier 12-year-old boys, had converged on Lanza.

I . . .


There was a male janitor. He ran from room to room warning teachers to lock their doors and hide. I guess he forgot about the magic man bucket take-down. Sissy.

The husky 12 year olds (in the K-4 school, like that matters at this point) and a couple of ex-football playing macho guys would deflect the bullets magically, I suppose, just on the merit of their owning penises.

Even the word-choice here, the principal seemed to perform bravely? Why is "reading specialist" in quotation marks? Helpless passivity is the norm? Where are we? 

I . . .  

am still sitting here open-mouthed and unable to cobble together coherent sentences.

Charlotte Allen, I weep that we share a gender. Or even the planet. 


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