I took a look at the news video, expecting to see a photo of the gunman or at least learn his name. Nothing.
Most of what I saw was the Police Chief speaking.
There was something a bit incongruous about seeing the Police Chief, a petite young lady wearing a uniform all festooned with gold braids on her shoulders and scrambled eggs on the brim of her hat. My inner Chauvinist was wondering if her husband knows she’s wearing his uniform.
Maybe he’s wearing her dress.