It is Time


On a crisp Friday morning, a 20-year old young man woke up, dressed himself in black fatigues and a bullet-proof vest and shot his mother; he then took her guns and proceeded to force his way into Sandy Hook elementary school. The children, 40 minutes into their school day, were oblivious to the young man and his actions; they sat in their first grade classrooms doing first grade things—reading, drawing, adding; maybe some were giggling or talking about presents and the upcoming holiday, but surely none were thinking that in a few minutes this young man would walk into their classroom, open fire, and leave it strewn with the bloody carnage of their friends and teachers.

But he did.