In my day we
had to 'phone them in. (And those were the days: A crank call from a 'phone booth was virtually anonymous; even calls from one's own number were safe as long as one didn't annoy someone to the point of calling Telco or the police, who'd then have Telco put a mechanical trace on the annoyed's line, yada ...) But tin cans w/ string or iNternet, when making a bomb threat ('Though it appears threats to shoot your fucking school up are more popular these days; explosives can be work-intensive.) or a threat of whatever nature, at school, work or just to a beloved relative or irksome neighbor
remember that the more information you provide, the more likely you are to be taken seriously. A specific time & location, if nothing else, gives them a place for a lockdown. (Obviously, if you're really locked, loaded & ready to kill, don't give them any warning. Your chief weapon is surprise!)
Nostalgia Corner: Remember when "lockdowns" only occurred in prisons? Now every place everywhere is a prison. You want to understand the militarized society, look at the view from my cell:
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Someone above me likes to heave things out the window.
Those are tortillas, admittedly an improvement over the
cans & bottles that used to drop from the sky, but c'mon,
how could a jury convict me? |
1 comment:
What's a 'phone booth'?
And aren't fences supposed to keep the bad guys out?
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