April Fool's! The Tomb Is Empty.  Jack Fowler Dear Jolters, A very truncated WJ begins with some egotism: Today is what we in this house call Holy Saturday. Yours Truly has a workable set of pipes and will be doing his sing thing (a.k.a. cantoring) tonight, at the Easter Vigil. If you're in Milford, Conn., around sundown, come on by Christ the Redeemer Church — try to count all the wrong notes the cantor hits when crooning a cappella the Exsultet. Today (Saturday!) is also the final day of March, and the last day we can call Kevin Williamson our colleague. There will be a final edition of Mad Dogs and Englishmen, KW's terrific podcast with Charlie Cooke. Look for it here. And then there's Jay Norldinger's long and passionate tribute to Kevin that merits your attention. Editorials 1. We take on the very much that was wrong about the "March for Our Lives." From the editorial: Bluntly put, there is no meaningful way in which students in the United States are being forced to march "for their lives." Children today live in an America that is safer than it has been at any point since the 1960s. One's chance of being killed in a school is around six times lower than one's chance of being hit by lightning. Hideous as it was, the event that precipitated Saturday's march was a classic "black swan" attack, the solution to which is not at all obvious. Nonetheless, many of the marchers basked openly in the comforts of simplicity, monomania, and crass demonization. Evidently, the leaders of this movement do not respect those they oppose, and so they dehumanize them. They do not value the Second Amendment, and so they dismiss it. They do not know — or care — that hundreds of thousands of Americans use guns in self-defense each year, and so they cast the right as all downside. Their knowledge is shallow and their focus is narrow, as one would reasonably expect of teenagers.
Podcastapalooza You're just going to have to check out the Podcasts page. A Handful of Articles 1. From the magazine, John J. Miller profiles Joyce Lee Malcolm. She's the scholar who saved the Second Amendment. Read this wonderful piece here. 2. Here's some light Easter Weekend reading: The looming head of the religious-studies department at The College of the Holy Cross (my alma mater, slapped upside the head last week by Jonah Goldberg for its PC abandoning of the Crusader mascot) sees Queer Incestuous Jesus. George Weigel explains. (Elinor Reilly, a senior writing for the school's conservative alternative publication, The Fenwick Review, broke the story here.) 3. Robert Rector and Jamie Bryan Hall call BS on the MSM-bandied claim that over five million Americans live in true Third World-level poverty. Read the piece here. 4. Over at Politico, Rich Lowry counsels against the "Never Trump Delusion." Baseballery Le Grand Orange passes away. We wish the peaceful repose of the soul of Rusty Staub, who was a six-time All Star — for three teams — playing from 1963 through 1985, and gaining reputation for being a clutch pinch hitter. Particularly noteworthy is that he played very well, for decent terms, on four teams — the Houston Astros, The Montreal Expos, The New York Mets, and the Detroit Tigers (he also played for the Texas Rangers in 1980, and hit .300) — getting over 500 hits for each, proving popular in each city. A Dios God so loved the world. . . listen. Happy Easter, my friends. Jack Fowler jfowler@nationalreview.com P.S.: Good-bye Kevin. | 
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