By “nappy” I don’t mean the “Imus is an idiot” nappy, I mean the “Cho is fucking crazy in the head” nappy.

By “let’s roll” I don’t mean the “roll under a desk and cower in fear” roll, but rather the “Todd-Beamer let’s kick some ass” roll.

In other words, 32 Virginia Tech students and teachers could be alive today if only they realized that some people are just plain crazy, and they may need to defend themselves ferociously in warlike situations.

After the murders, I heard countless pundits ask how we can make schools safe zones. An email I received proposed the idea that we install bullet-proof doors and windows in every classroom in America. In each case, both statements fail to realize that American students already have the means to be safe – if only they were made aware of it.

Ask yourself the following two questions:

1. What do 100% of American students write with?
2. What do 100% of American students study from?

The answer to question 1 is students write with pencils and pens. The answer to question 2 is students study from books.

Virginia Tech has 25,000 armed students that didn’t realize they were armed. Pencils and pens are stabbing instruments that just so happen to double as writing instruments. Books are 5-pound projectiles that just so happen to double as learning instruments (We’ll leave fists, feet, chairs, desks, and a varied of other objects that could double as weapons out).

So, imagine for a second what would have happened if the Virginia Tech students had years of training that reflected this awareness. Imagine 30 students in an engineering class seeing Cho enter their classroom with guns raised. Imagine all 30 students instantly realizing at that moment that they were at war. Imagine them simultaneously grabbing their writing instruments in one hand and their books in the other as they jolt from their chairs.

Imagine further, as the first several shots go off from Cho’s guns, 30 5-pound books flying at his body, thrown from students that are already advancing towards him. Imagine the look of bewilderment and fear on Cho’s face when he realizes that 5-pound books and puncture wounds from pens and pencils hurt like hell and ruin plans for mass murder. Imagine Cho dying from blunt force trauma and lead poisoning before he even hits the ground.

Most importantly, imagine the headline “28 Students Kill Crazed Gunman. 2 Student Heroes Die Trying.”

We don’t need prayers, vigils, or people wearing maroon and orange. We need announcements repeated over and over, how every student in America is armed and ready to defend themselves if need be.

To avoid another Virginia Tech mass murder, please pass this thought along.

God bless those murdered students. Rest in peace.

When the sun was brightest he was just a shadow of a boy, and when there was no sun he simply didn’t exist. His childhood was very lonely, no doubt fostered by his appearance. When he didn’t perform as a child should, his father would send him to the local police station where the boy presented a note to the officer on duty who would lock him in a cell – this lead to his distrust in authority. When he behaved badly his mother would make him stand at the foot of her bed for hours and address her properly. As he grew older he wrote fiction that drew heavily on the fears and fantasies of innocent people caught up in circumstances beyond their control.

No, this wasn’t Cho Seung-Hui, the bastard who killed thirty two innocent people at Virginia Tech, this was Alfred Hitchcock.

Cho, too, was just a shadow of a person who might have become another Hitchcock, but his demeanor and writings were construed as a mental illness and he was forcibly committed for evaluation at a local coo-coo’s nest. I believe this action combined with an overdose of self-pity and girly biceps, caused him to be overcome with insane anger towards authority and a society that marked him mentally ill. If left alone, maybe he would have went off by himself and committed suicide.

But now it’s done, thirty-two beautiful humans are dead and the Monday morning quarterbacking begins with fingers pointing in every direction.

It took no time at all for liberal gun controllers to bludgeon the Second Amendment with calls to take guns out of the hands of the citizenry. For Christ’s sake, how do they expect to round up 280 million guns when they can’t even round up 11 million full size illegal aliens? Further, there were calls to fire the president of the University, to add more police, to place cameras throughout the entire campus and more stringent scrutiny of potential psychotics (profiling), none of which can point out or correctly diagnosis the mental stability of the individual human mind.

I think a good, inexpensive start to assist campus security would be to put locks on the inside of all interior classroom doors and to have periodic offensive and defensive drills in cases of terrorist acts.

Until then, nobody knows when a human is going to flip-out. That is, almost no one.

There was once a serial radio show that ended each night with the phrase, “Who knows what evil lurks in the mind of men? The Shadow knows.”