Smack in the middle of flyover country, in a state with lifetime carry permits and gun laws that give the Bradys the vapors and which serve as a scapegoat for Chicago mayors' inability to enforce their own statutes, Muncie is as bitter and clingy as any small city you're likely to find.
Muncie is also home to an oblast of Academistan, Ball State University, whose residents, although nominally adults, have been steeping their entire lives in the steady mantra of "Guns are bad, h'mkay?"* that pervades the amniotic media in which they float.
Thus, Monday's events, in which continence was lost on campus over the sighting of a man holding... um... well, something, on campus:
Police say the man had no discernible threatening behavior, nor did he appear to be walking toward any specific building. It appeared he had a handgun in his left hand.Lack of an actual threat shouldn't be allowed to prevent an honest panic. Plus, think of the stories! "Omigod, Becky! I have a friend who I was supposed to meet that day at the library, but she was sick and I had homework but I was totes almost there! I could have seen that man!"
No word if the object in the man's hand was actually a toaster pastry that had been accidentally nibbled into a vaguely gun-like shape or not.
*at least, between the commercials for Medal of Duty: Zombie Theft VII and the latest Tarantino flick.