At UCLA, a student was slashed across the throat by another student. Other students provided first aid, and the victim is expected to survive.
I’m envious, because as David Codrea points out, UCLA students are allowed to have knives and pepper spray (as long as it has a warning label, which is probably the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.)
I say envious, because new rules have come down from on high at my university: no weapons, period. No knives, pepper spray, and no exemptions for you psychotic CCW permit holders! (cough, preemption violation, cough)
Oh, did I mention that a murder suspect was on campus last week? For hours? And the combined talent of campus PD, city PD, and county PD didn’t catch him? Oh, that makes me all warm and fuzzy on the inside.
I think the problem is that my university is full of people that haven’t realized that “no one else is responsible for your safety; not legally, not practically, not really at all. You are.” I like the paramilitary PD (black uniforms, shades, the whole nine yards) and all, but I’d like the ability to carry my sidearm even more.
