In what has become a depressingly normal affair, a deranged individual with a rifle has delivered yet another sacrifice to what writer Gary Mills refers to as ‘Our Moloch’, a reference to the old testament god to whom children were offered as tribute. An indeed, 17 children lie dead today, because one man with known mental health problems was allowed access to a device for which the singular purpose is to extinguish life. The blood of the fallen at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High cries out for justice and therefore a solution to this uniquely American malaise, as do their surviving classmates who bore witness to the horror. Regrettably, the historical trend to the present day shows no sign of bucking. Because as my erstwhile colleague pointed out , the offer of genuine progress is supplanted by utterly useless meaningless, and pathetic platitudes. ‘Thoughts and prayers’. I have spoken before of my disgust of this, in that it reeks of insincerity, but also because its procl