Stop first, parse later
WASHINGTON — At least they’re doing something, which is about the most one can say about Florida’s proposed gun bill.
WASHINGTON — At least they’re doing something, which is about the most one can say about Florida’s proposed gun bill.
But doing something and doing something effective are very different animals.
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State legislators, under pressure to “do something” after the murders of 14 students and three staff members at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School, cobbled together a bill that likely wouldn’t do much good.
Though hearts are in the right place, minds are still limited by politics and hobbled by haste. Democrats want more; Republicans want less.
As passed by the state Senate on Monday, the bill raises the age to buy a gun from 18 to 21. While this is a sensible move for myriad reasons and, indeed, might have made a difference in the Parkland case (the alleged shooter was 19 and bought his weapon legally), many similar killers have used guns they didn’t personally buy. Even so, the age change, as well as a three-day waiting period and a provision for greater resources for mental health, surely can’t hurt.
To predictable arguments that 18-year-olds in the military are permitted to carry serious artillery, we should never confuse the requirements of combat with the ordinary demands of civilian life. Under my dictatorship, we’d permanently reset the official age of adulthood to 21, which, by most conventional markers of adulthood, is generous in its assumptions. To the pertinent point, most school shooters are under age 20.
Florida’s state senators did not restrict the sale of assault-style weapons, despite the fact that 62 percent of Floridians polled say they would support such a ban. Instead, the legislators endorsed perhaps the dumbest idea ever to tumble from a U.S. president’s lips.
The Republican-majority Senate bill picked up the armed-teacher challenge and proposed arming certain teachers — including coaches, teachers who are current or former law enforcement officers, members of the military and teachers in a Junior Reserve Officers’ Training Corps program. Other classroom teachers would not be allowed to participate in this all-volunteer, school-days militia.
At least we’re no longer trying to imagine Miss Crabtree dropping her algebra textbook and reaching for the Glock in her Spanx waistband. In making his pitch, President Donald Trump suggested that if someone like, say, retired four-star Gen. John Kelly were a teacher, parents might like for him to have a gun. Yes, and I’m thinking that when field generals start teaching math in Miami, I’ll put on my Mary Poppins dress, grab my flying umbrella and a basket of daisy cutters and report for duty.
Any combat veteran will tell you that you don’t know how you’ll react to enemy fire until you do. Even the bravest sharpshooter might be no match for the overwhelming power of weaponized insanity. How likely is it that a coach, no matter how brave, would prevail over a 19-year-old “with issues” and a semiautomatic weapon? You’ll find your answer in the armed deputy who decided not to enter the Parkland school.
The real concern, of course, is crossfire — the child straggler wandering the halls, the unintended consequences in a pop-up war. We’re not talking about a Hollywood SWAT team. We’re talking about a man or woman in direct combat, probably with an inferior weapon.
And God forbid a school employee should accidentally kill a child.
This possibility alone should be sufficient to dissuade legislators from engineering potentially worse scenarios. At best, it seems, we should limit any armed personnel to legitimate, third-party operators with extensive training and field experience. Let them bear the burdens of terror and the liability of error.
Andrew Pollock, whose precious daughter was shot nine times at Stoneman Douglas, has argued convincingly that lawmakers should focus first on securing the schools — and bicker about guns later. Rambo-ing the perimeter is only part of the fix. Whither the fob?
Here in Washington, everyone passes through some level of security in the course of a day. Such is life in a target zone. My apartment building has few exterior doors and none are accessible without a security fob. To reach my office, I have to pass through three checkpoints using a personalized security badge. Most retailers now have a serious-looking security presence.
Given recent history, schools should be treated as target zones, too, and security starts at the door. Converting schools to secure institutions will be costly and time-consuming. But, realistically, what choice do we have? If maximum security is good enough for Washington, surely it’s good enough for our children.
Kathleen Parker’s syndicated column appears regularly in the Tribune-Herald. Her email address is kparker@kparker.com.
Mrs Crabtree , getting an attack of the vapors / knickers in a twist, ain’t a good gal to get a gun.
Now Bethany Mandel, you go girl!
(From The New York Times:
I Wanted to Be a Good Mom. So I Got a Gun.
When neo-Nazi websites published my home address, I filled out the paperwork for a permit.
Meaningful self-defense, and defending your kids, is a human right.
When seconds count, police are minutes away.