Mary had a little lamb, whose fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day which was against the rules.
It made the children laugh and play, to see a lamb at school.
And so the teacher turned it out, but still it lingered near,
And waited patiently about, till Mary did appear.
“Why does the lamb love Mary so?” the eager children cry.
“Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know.” the teacher did reply.
Accounts differ on whether Roulstone wrote the entire poem, or if it was finished by Sarah Josepha Hale. Or indeed, if Hale composed the entire poem. At any rate, it describes an earlier time in our nation’s history, when the appearance of a lamb in a school was the most commotion one could reasonably expect.
On November 30, 2012, twenty year old Peter Lanza blasted his way through the locked front door of Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown Connecticut, and killed twenty children, no older than seven years old, along with six adult staff members. Prior to heading off to the school, he shot his mother in bed, four times in the face.
Most of his victims were shot multiple times, with one victim, a six year old boy, receiving eleven bullets. When authorities arrived, Lanza put a bullet in his brain.
The bullets were designed to stay in the victim’s body, causing the maximum damage possible as it exploded and tore through tissues. Let’s face reality here … these children weren’t just killed, they were ripped to pieces.
The gun was legal, the bullets were legal, and his mother, who bought the guns owned them legally. Peter Lanza suffered from no mental afflictions which would have made it illegal for him to purchase them himself, had he waited till his next birthday. There’s no evidence that the guns were modified – legal bullets were used, and both gun and ammunition performed the task for which they were created – to inflict maximum damage to human bodies.
Those looking for simple answers and solutions will find none. If you look with sane eyes at the cause of the tragedy, you’ll find no satisfaction. It’s only by looking through the eyes of madness that we’ll find the cause, and only then can a reasonable debate on how to stop it can be held.