Everybody was talking about the kid who shot a bunch of people because he didn’t like girls and they felt the same way about him. He didn’t kill as many people as most shooters do these days, but he wrote sort of a term paper about it. If you write lots of really ugly stuff, that makes up for being a bad shot.
But I couldn’t think what to say. If you’re a Fool, it should be funny, whereas for other people it can just be stupid.
I asked my sister what she thought, and she said, well, nothing surprised her, but at least he used better grammar than most of the guys she dates. My sister has kind of had it with men.
I asked my friend Joe, but I knew what he’d say: just proves we all need to carry guns, like in the Old West, and wear cowboy hats.
Marge, who runs the coffee stand, said they ought to test people for being crazy, but they’d probably find out that everybody was, or if they weren’t they ought to be.
I watched TV to get the real scoop, but the newshounds were all saying, The question is why? They don’t say why the question is why.
It’s getting harder to get on the news these days and stay there for any length of time. A dog pooped in a passenger jet and they had to land. It’s true. They ran out of paper towels. But nobody said, The question is why? The dog did it because he needed to. I guess the same with the kid.
Put stuff in, it comes out one way or another. Question is, who fed him what?
--Damned Fool
(a.k.a. C. Bishop & E. Fuller, www.damnedfool.com)

