Here's a quick primer on how to tell if you're an idiot.
1) Have you been issued a cell phone by the Xavier Institute? If you're a resident here, the answer is yes.
2) Does said cell phone possess an embedded GPS tracker and one-touch panic button system directly linked in real-time to security alert systems here at the Institute? If you answered yes to question 1, then this is automatically a yes as well.
3) Do you keep this phone with you when you leave the Institute? If the answer is no, then you are a complete and total moron. An idiot of the highest order. A failure of Darwinian proportions, the equivalent of the three-legged zebra out on the Serengeti who decides to go on her own to the lions' watering hole wearing a sign saying "Maul me, I'm tender!"
Let's take the events of the last twenty-four hours. On the one hand, you have Miss Monet St. Croix. Fantastically vapid bimbo that she may be, she not only informed people of where she was headed (although her tact and discretion leave much to be desired, not to mention any sense of class or dignity), she took her phone with her. Keep in mind that Monet is for all intents and purposes invulnerable and strong as an ox, she was responsible.
Then you have Miss Karolina Dean. Miss Dean is sixteen years old and possessed of the survival instinct of your basic lemming. For those of you who haven't met her, which might be a lot given that she tends to skip out on many of the mandatory classes and events here designed to teach you how to protect yourself, Karolina's mutant power is basically to be a human glowstick. She can fly, which only makes her a moving glowy target should someone want to take a shot at her, which given that she has very rich and famous parents isn't out of the question even were she not one of the most visible mutants here.
Let's discuss further why Karolina's a clueless imbecile who's lucky to still be alive. Shortly before the fracas in Manhattan a few weeks ago, she was grounded for refusing to participate in a mandatory training session. Despite this, she snuck out and found herself in the middle of the chaos with no supervision, no training, and basically no clue. Her peers acquitted themselves admirably because they cooperated and acted as a team. Karolina apparently doesn't value her peers enough to accept this.
Last night, Karolina took off again, this time intentionally leaving behind her Institute-issued cell phone with the aforementioned GPS locator and panic button. She didn't inform the staff where she was going, despite having multiple opportunities. While to my knowledge no incident occurred, the potential was there.
Last night, Manuel also raised the point about how students here are being trained to respond to danger situations. I will counter that point with the aforementioned incident in Manhattan where the majority of the New Mutants training group managed not only to survive for four days without any resources aside from the training this Institute provided, but actually managed to act as a team and subdue a violent mutant terrorist.
I'm not advocating the mindset that everyone must be trained for combat. Some people here are barely as effective as your average flatscan human - others even less so should danger arise. What I am advocating is less of you being a complete fucking idiot and taking advantage of the resources that are being made available to you.
If you think that you need to learn how to better protect yourself - people here will train you to the best of their ability. And frankly, if any of you know a better place to be trained in the use of your mutant powers, and you feel the Institute's programs are insufficient - the big double doors in the front foyer lead to the outside world.
If you feel that you do not need to learn how to protect yourself, if somehow your own personal views of pacifism are more important than not only your own safety, but that of others around you - there are those doors. You're not only a liability to yourself, but you're a detriment to those around you. Please, leave. Become a statistic, perhaps as a victim you'll at least serve the purpose of being an object lesson to others.
Is there any way to promise perfect safety? No. And if this surprises you, you're an idiot. If you want to try and take the staff of this Institute to task and think they should be doing more, by all means - every staff member from the Professor down to myself has an open-door policy. Just don't come in empty-handed. If you think there's a problem, use that hopefully greater-than-mediocre mutant brain of yours and suggest a solution.
For those of you who have been following policy, being responsible, and generally not bringing me closer to that inevitable aneurism that spoiled little brats such as Miss Dean seem bound to inflict -- thank you, and rest assured that we appreciate all your patience and support.