After a recent visit to the Mt. Charleston library, where I was informed by the library taskmaster that I was in no way allowed to plug in my laptop computer and siphon out taxpayer dollars by way of the library’s electricity, I have a sudden curiosity in the “outlying branches” of the Clark County Library system.
Blue Diamond is no disappointment— the door has a “no firearms allowed” sticker. It’s just after 3, and I’m the only adult, aside from the librarian. A group of kids are doing crafts and crackling through a bag of Sun Chips.
When I sit down and open my laptop, the librarian asks the kids—about 8 to 14 years old—to please be quiet.
“When are they leaving?” the older of the kids asks loudly.
“I don’t know,.”
“Can we start again after they’re gone?” he belts, not in his library voice.
“Yes,” she whispers.
They get a bit quieter and begin accusing each other of being gay.
Then the discussion breaks out: “Where did guns originate?” It’s the loud one; the librarian sends him to the encyclopedia.
“It only says something about gun control,” he says. “Screw that.” And he hops on the Internet to learn more. Possibly about how to make his own firearm.
It’s a sight you don’t get at the Rainbow Library, or the Whitney Library. Next I’m thinking Bunkerville, or other places where the 2nd Amendment is forefront on the minds of our children.