You can imagine my worry when I got a call from my parents this morning asking if I was all right. I couldn’t think of any reason why I wouldn’t have been all right, so I asked about the sudden concern. Apparently, my mom had heard in the news just this morning that there had been a shooting on the University of Washington campus this morning, where I go to school. I hadn’t heard a thing about it, but I looked it up and found that at around 9:00 or 9:30 am, there was an apparent murder-suicide in the school’s architecture building.
Now, I’m not a news site, so I won’t go into all the details, but it’s not every day that two people die on your college campus while you’re in class. Granted, I was halfway across the campus from Gould Hall (where the shooting was), but still, it’s kind of creepy to think about. What if I have a class in the room where the two people were found? What if more shootings happen? Now, I don’t feel especially unsafe at UW, but this is yet another event that highlights the danger of an open campus. Of course, most of the non-students who wander around are mostly harmless (unless long scraggly beards, constant muttering, and shopping carts are considered dangerous), but just about anyone can come on campus during the day. The UW police force can’t be everywhere at once. Although, I’m sure there’d be complaints if they were…