It walked into a school in Connecticut yesterday.
A lot of people have trouble wrapping their brains around this idea. That makes them paralyzed in a way that prior generations weren't. You didn't have school shootings like this in the 1960s. There's a good reason for that - there would almost certainly be a lot of guns in the cars in the school parking lot. Evil may walk in on us, but with the right tools and attitude, it won't go home that night fully staffed.
Country Music gets a bad reputation with Right Thinking People® because it plainly speaks uncomfortable truths. Toby Keith perhaps more than any other country artist has a bad reputation with Right Thinking People® because he keeps speaking uncomfortable truths, again and again. Peter Jennings banned him from ABC because Keith refused to speak the expected Pretty Lies.
And so, to previous generations and their view of evil. They thought that it was real, and that they might encounter it. They thought that if they did, they would need to confront it, not run from it. They did confront it, facing down two races of Supermen in World War II and then the Soviet Bear afterwards. They knew how to deal with the evil that walked into that school yesterday.
This song shows that some of us still remember.
Beer For My Horses (Songwriters: James Stroud, Toby Keith)
Well a man come on the 6 o'clock newsOlder generations believed that you confronted evil - especially the two legged kind - to protect the weak. The shooter seems to have been very ill, but that doesn't change the evil nature of what he did, not the justice in an "Old Yeller" solution once he had started shooting. I hope that society remembers what our elders knew.
Said somebody's been shot, somebody's been abused
Somebody blew up a building
Somebody stole a car
Somebody got away
Somebody didn't get too far yeah
They didn't get too far
Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done
Take all the rope in Texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
Hang them high in the street for all the people to see that
Justice is the one thing you should always find
You got to saddle up your boys
You got to draw a hard line
When the gun smoke settles we'll sing a victory tune
We'll all meet back at the local saloon
We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horses
We got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds
We've got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets
It's time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground
Send 'em all to their maker and he'll settle 'em down
You can bet he'll set 'em down 'cause