That school is very close to where I live. Very close meaning I could get in my car and get there between the time it takes to post this and the time it will likely take any of you to actually read it. I live in the same county.
It's not a good school. It's not a very difficult school to get into. You don't even need a high school diploma, I believe.
I'm not saying this is to be expected. I am saying, though, that it's not a surprise. Killings happen all the time here. It's South Florida, not Bum-Fuck, Ohio. And posting this is akin to me posting an article about some U.S. soldier in Iraq who went nutso because he found out his girl was cheating on him back home and did that postal thing with his government issued rifle. There isn't a deep and profound universal message to be found here, just a sad and unfortunate story. Not to say there was an intended meaning. No idea. But if there was one, well, reread this paragraph.
