A Killer, Not a Murderer, Part Ii

...The brazenness stunned them quiet, so I bulled forth, continued on: “You raised a thief, who played with guns, and you’re surprised that it went wrong? “Did you never explain to him that living life by violence would visit it back upon him by unintimidated men? “Did you never make it clear that crime invites retaliation? That jails are full of countless souls who once preyed upon this nation? “Did you never make him that you take your own life in your hands every time you point a weapon in the direction of a man? “Did not his father take the time to explain the hard truths of life? Or, perhaps, it’s like I suspect, there was no farther…am I right? “You all shout at me ‘Murderer!’ In truth I acted morally, every man must be a killer when evil threatens their safety.” For a moment they still were stunned, then they raised up an awful din, I flipped them off, walked to my door, and disappeared safely within. The media ranted and raved, how I was ‘privileged,’ ‘full of hate.’ But my words did soon go viral, online folks had another take. They saw my words as refreshing, a break from the old party line, commentators interviewed me, some even paid me for my time. It gave me quite a fine idea, so I set up my own podcast, explaining the ‘unwritten rules’ to boys before they went off-track. The press, they really hated this, called me ‘fascist’ and ‘obscene.’ But I get e-mails every day from lost, young men, thanking me.