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Vigilant vs Vigilante
An Unworried Would-Be Vigilante
"No, you can't bring a gun to school." I set down my mug of hot chamomile tea and reached for the remote. "Not only is it illegal, but you don't have a gun."
"But the news says that there's a threat to Texas schools and we have to be vigilantes." Bill raised his voice as I turned up the volume of the television.
"Quiet," I said. "I'm trying to hear this."
"And if I bring an AK 47 and something goes down, I can tell everyone to get behind me, I've got it covered." Bill gestured cocking a gun and motioning people to get behind him.
"I know you know they said to be vigilant, not vigilantes." I gave up trying to watch the news and pressed mute.
"How should I be vigilant? Like this?" Bill narrowed his blue eyes and darted them from side to side.
"Exactly. What final do you have tomorrow?"
"Auto-Cad. But if you were a good mother, you'd keep me home from school tomorrow to make sure I'm safe." He looked at me hopefully.
"I can't keep you home though, or the terrorists would have won." How come no one said that anymore?
"Right. The guys in caves will know I stayed home from school and hold a victory party." Bill put his feet up on the coffee table.
"Take your feet off the coffee table," I said.
"Why would they threaten Texas schools anyway?" Bill asked.
I shrugged. Who cared about Texas, other than Texans? No offense, Texas was a great state, but not exactly a big player on the national scene. And why would the terrorists, who ever they were, warn us what they were going to do?
"Are you sure we're not supposed to be vigilantes?" Bill took his feet off the coffee table. "And I do have a gun. Uncle David loaned me his AK 47 for just this kind of situation when he visited last month."
"Yeah, right." I took another sip of my tea and wondered what to make for dinner. Could I get away with ordering pizza again? "Don't you have a test to study for?"
"Not if you keep me home from school."
"Is this your way of telling me that you don't think you're going to do very well on this test?"
He sighed and stood up. "It's not like I really need this class to graduate."
I cocked an eyebrow.
"Okay, fine. I'll go study. But I'd rather be a vigilant vigilante."
"Wouldn't we all?"