in the Chicago Trib.
If a psychotic gunman were searching for a tight cluster of multiple bodies -- an easy target for seeking revenge, casting out demons, achieving immortality or whatever else his perverse purpose happens to be -- he would find my classroom door wide open. He could assume a position straddling the threshold and blocking the exit, so that he could fire at the trapped students at will, reload his weapon and fire once again. We would be sitting ducks in yet another American schoolhouse tragedy.
But if I were packing a loaded automatic pistol in a shoulder holster beneath my jacket, we might have half a chance.
Most comments are supportive. My how times have changed.
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