They have guns like that and there's still wars, I commented from my desk. People will always kill people. Didn't you learn anything from our Holocaust unit?
"I didn't read that book," said Dekores. "English is boring." Dekores has the other English teacher, but we're all reading the same book, Night. He likes to brag about how he doesn't do any of her work while I try to convince him that's not the best route to his future. Right now, we're at an impasse.
"I did," said Lester. He probably didn't, but Lester's in my class and knows better than to admit any wrongdoing in front of me. His mother and I have an understanding. They stood around the tv watching the movie almost solemnly.
Byron shook his head. "You think they really have weapons like that?"
"I don't know why they don't just kill all those people over in Iraq," said Dekores. "If they've got the guns, they could take them out and then they wouldn't be any more problems."
"You can't do that," said Byron. "You can't kill all them kids."
"Not them kids," said Lester.
"What they should do," said Byron, "Is send over more guns. George Bush has got a whole basement full of guns. Like ten thousand. He could end this war and then none of us would have to go. But he doesn't. He likes this war."
They all watched the movie for a while longer. Something exploded.
"Shit," said Dekores. "Like I said, if they had weapons like that, there'd be no wars. Everybody would be too scared."