First, no Colorado is NOT better since Collumbine. Hell, there were three well-armed kids arrested just yesterday for trying to copy-cat Cho (and two arrested for suspicous activity). One even boasted about trying for 100 to show Cho up. That kid had his guns in his car (Highschool). Another at Intellitec Telecomunications College (or something) was strapped to the teeth but tackled by a security guard and a bunch of other students. The third armed one sent his friend an e-mail about his plans and an intelligent and vigilant father looked at his son's e-mail and saw the message and reported the friend.***
Second, the sealing of the Harris and Klebold testimonies is a good thing, I figure. It protects the surviving members of the family's personal information, for one. Also, not one of these kids has a cookie-cutter answer for "what makes a person do these things." Reading about really personal details is more a voyeurism path than a "for the good of the children" thought process. Knowing what type of cereal Dylan and Eric ate will not stop Cho from killing 33 people.
***Uh, yeah, if parents spend more time looking at what their stupid kids are doing, and less time trying to be 'the cool parent,' there'd be a lot less internet child-rape cases and a lot more other stupid shit (that all kids try, admit it -- we're all stupid when we're kids) would be stopped.
Anyway, one thing that really bothered me about the Cho massacre is that he used handguns. And every victim had at least three bullets in them. Nothing was automatic, he Shot every last one of those bullets. It was all very very much on purpose. The intensity of his selfish narcisistic disrespect for other humans is what really gets my stomach twisted.
Old men, fear me! You will shatter under my ruthless apathetic assault!
Uschi - 2 Old Men - 0
"I am convinced that this world is of no importance, and that the only people who care about dates are imbeciles and Spanish teachers." -- Jean Arp, 1921
"If Jesus came back and saw what people are doing in his name, he would never never stop throwing up." - Max von Sydow, "Hannah and Her Sisters"