“Sir, how many guns did you see?” the officer asked.
Chris takes a second to think, “I think they had two, I’m not sure because there was another one at the door. The guns were big though. It’s like they were preparing for their own war.”
Chris’s encounter then hits the mainstream news cycle.
“This evening we will talk to the kid at the scene of the crime, Chris Spellman. Chris, thanks for coming on, tell us what you saw?” The reporter asked.
“I just heard gun shots, it was very scary, I lost my good friend. I’m sure I saw two shooters,” Chris replied.
“Can you tell us more about your friends, if you don’t mind?”
Chris begins to cry heavily, unable to speak, the reporter quickly ends the interview.
Later on they find the Mayor of the district drunk at a bar.
His dreams of becoming a big time politician were shattered.
Flaws in a perfect system are tested and mighty men begin to believe in God again.
Chris’s dream of graduating with the kids he loved, shattered.
The gun maker’s vision to make weapons to protect people, shattered.
The business where the shooting took place, shattered.
The lawyer on the case, the story, the officer’s, the laws all shift in one direction while the shooters lay dead with the victims.
The entire sun then rises the next morning and the science of politics begins to take shape.
One upset citizen legally bought firearms and used them to wage their own war…
In the process, the president relaxed on a beach watching the ocean waves shift away from his life jacket.
Another day in paradise.
All of the pork spending, questioned.
Political Science
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