Comedian Tim Wilson was interacting with his audience.
“Youngster, did you play Little League?”
The young man shook his head no. “What? You a puss?”
For some reason, that was what came to mind when I heard about the disgraceful performance by the Uvalde police department while 19 children were being murdered in their classroom.
According to the most recent reports, officers waited outside the classroom for 40 minutes before storming the room and killing the shooter.
Meanwhile, parents were jumping the fence to try and get inside and rescue their own children.
Obviously saving children matters more to their parents than to someone who’s just collecting a paycheck. For them it’s a moment that divides their lives into Before and After, while for the officers it’s just a bad day.
In towns like Uvalde, you’re more likely to come across cows running loose on the streets than dangerous shooters.
The picture above is real. I took it in June 2010 when I was spending the summer in the Texas Hill Country. Top be fair, it’s not from Uvalde, but it is from the next town over — Utopia.
I had driven over from Bandera to play golf and right there on the main drag was Mister Cow.
Nobody seemed too surprised and I never saw any officers of the law. I figure the cow either made it home for dinner or wound up as someone else’s dinner.
It might have been chancy, because even Texans don’t think those of the bovine persuasion have the right to bear arms. Imagine Elsie shooting it out with the Uvalde Puss, er, Police Department.
Yes, I’m probably being too harsh on Uvalde’s Finest. I do haver a hard time believing parents could run up and save their own children while polive didn’t have the balls to take down the shooter.
Hey, maybe that’s it.
Maybe before these brave officers return to work we should test their testes.
Make sure they’re men.