I got nothing

What does one say about senseless violence? What does one say when a guy who found a way to survive the goddamn Holocaust when he was in his teens gets gunned down by some pussy with two guns and a bad attitude? What does one say when 32 people who were living the part of their lives that makes for great stories in 20 years are just gone? Gone because some guy had violent images in his head and felt he had no choice but to act on them? It damn sure takes "not fair" to a previously unreached level.

I don't want to argue about gun control. I don't want to rail about how Virginia Tech officials should have put out more warning. There's nothing to debate. Thirty-two people died yesterday, most of whom made a fatal decison to simply not skip class.

I don't want to blame video games or slasher movies. Well, maybe I do, a little bit; ours is the society in which Wal-Mart demands that musicians censor their sex-fueled lyrics yet prominently displays the unrated version of "The Hills Have Eyes" and other slasher films. It's a society where you have to buy condoms in brown-paper-bag-wrapped stores, but you can buy a gun ... well, at that same Wal-Mart where you got the slasher film. You can buy it in the "Sporting Goods" department, no less.

But none of that is the problem. You can ban guns and slasher movies and Grand Theft Auto, but you can't ban wackos. You can't ban violent psychopaths and people with grudges. You can't protect a college campus the way you would protect an airport or an inner-city high school.

All you can do is hope, and keep your head up.