(the terrible reality of the senseless act)

Further evidence April is the Saddest Month, to paraphrase the poet William Carlos Williams. No one could have possibly imagined something this sinister and this brutal coming out of a high school, let alone one in a bucolic suburb of Denver. Before this happened, if someone had pitched this idea as a teen exploitation movie, it would have been laughed out of the office as too insane even for deranged kids.

But no. It seems the seeds of hate are planted deep and they spring everywhere, and they are just as apparent today as they were ten years ago. Perhaps awareness has made them more obvious. The seeds nonetheless are still being planted - the hate, it would seem, may never end.

(No . . .not the work of some prank-filled kids)