Do you remember that Bikini Kill interview forever ago where they asked Kathleen her influences and she said the 14 women killed in their classroom in Montreal. I kept thinking of that last week after Colorado, angry that a surviving girls mom speculated that the dead girl "got it worse" to the media, just angry on top of sad.
And then there is this.
Which feels too awful to comprehend, and is a feeling only to be met with firm, basic foxhole style praying.
Walking down the street and being out in the world, the fear is always with you, a little, some, that someone will get you. When you get older, the fear become more acute, and "get" becomes "rape".
But I never feared when I was in school.
I never feared I would be raped and killed in my classroom.