One evening at dinner, I debated with my wife and kids whether a bowl of rocks might help stop an active shooter, Jeff Pearlman writes. What in God’s name is going on in America?
The words came out, and I couldn’t believe it. Did I just suggest flinging stones at armed killers? Did I just…
There was a brief pause, then Emmett said, „Well, how would that work? What would that do?“
My imagination began to run wild: „You know,“ I replied, „if there’s a lockdown, and an active shooter is roaming the hallways, the teacher hands every kid a rock from the bowl. Then, if the shooter enters the room, everyone throws a rock at him. Like, the teacher screams, ‚Throw!‘ and they all throw.“
Casey nodded. „That’s not the worst idea,“ she said. „Twenty rocks at a time — that’d hurt.“
Emmett disagreed. „It’s dumb, Dad,“ he said. „Someone with a machine gun isn’t going to be stopped by a bunch of rocks.“
I asked if, perhaps, the teacher should have a gun. Could my kids imagine Mrs. Smith or Mr. Jones whipping out a Glock? Neither child thought that wise.
