Like others who watched television in disbelief as the Grand 16 tragedy developed, the words “like a scene in a movie” came to mind. As a film columnist for years, I spent countless hours in the Grands, both of them, with no greater threat than bad acting.
Part of the job of a reviewer is to alert the public to change, and it seems appropriate in a society blog to say that Lafayette society has now changed.
And while there are no words to make sense of insanity nor any defense against it, there is something to be said for those who confront it. I often wrote when reviewing cop movies. “We need to pay these people more.” We still do.
To those police who rushed headlong into the theatre, thank you. Forgive us for taking you for granted, for reporting on you only when you make mistakes, and for paying less than you deserve.
As I tried to locate my daughter that evening—Trainwreck was a film she wanted to see—I received a text from a former New Iberia cop, a longtime friend of mine. She was checking in, and chatted by text that she and Col. Mike Edmondson came up together, that he was a rookie trooper when she was in law enforcement. She stood by while I found my daughter, which fortunately didn’t take long, and I thanked her.
She texted an emoji with a blue cap and a revolver, a reminder of those who protect and serve.
We are quick to point out their mistakes. Our gratitude should be just as speedy.