April 26, 2013
Ready, Aim, Fire
Because of the recent
terrorist attack in Boston I continue to contemplate gun-control issues.
Recalling Vice President Biden’s suggestion to his wife that, (paraphrase) ‘if a bad guy is around, just shoot a
shotgun into the air and help will arrive’ is mind boggling. I was reminded
of young David’s willingness to fight Goliath and Saul cautioning, “You are not able to go out against this
Philistine and fight him; you are only a boy, and he has been a fighting man
from his youth.” (1 Samuel 17:33 NIV) Goliath came at David armed with a
sword, a spear and a javelin, but David was armed with the Lord, a sling and
five smooth stones. Thankfully David aimed at Goliath’s head rather than
shooting the stones into the air on a wing and a prayer that he could rally the
men of Israel and Judah to come to his aid.
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Gail;
-----I have never known anything so universally conformed to the antithesis of goodness than liberalism. Dig deep into the meaning of truth, and you will find liberalism propounding its opposite. Parse love down to its seminal element, and you will find liberalism being its sterilizer. So completely does liberalism conform to badness that its very substance is a vacant, smacking of goodness, murdering its victims by merely displacing their lives’ essentials, like a belly full of very, very, very fine make believe.
-----And yes, I have the audacity to drag Katlin Royg before you as a fine example of liberalism’s heroic villains. When the gunfire broke out at Sandy Hook, she hustled her first grade children down the hall to hide in a bathroom closet, until, as ABC’s beaming light of wisdom, Dianne Sawyer, stated it, “…until the good guys could save them.” I reel at the truth her statement did not intend. For this is exactly how liberalism views you and me, and even their own heroic villain, Katlin: not good guys. We are all bad guys. Otherwise, we could have the guns which would dispatch these mass shooters by the time we first notice what they are up to. But then, that is disdained as “vigilantism”, even though “vigilance” is now the liberal call for all us “cowards“. So whenever anything goes seriously awry, we are to rush home and non-vigilantly hide, waiting for the good guys to come remove the Tsarnaevs’ from our presence so that we can continue our blissful, unvigilant, incompetence. And note that little Dzhokhar’s whereabouts was discovered when an ordinary citizen emerged from his hiding place to continue his business of autonomously caring for what was his, vigilantly trying to discover why the cover on his precious boat was out of place. Yet, all the liberal mouthpieces make iconic the bathroom closet girl's eyes hidden in the dark.
-----My grandfather taught my Dad, who then taught me that you can not trust anyone who will not trust you. Why? If a person operates by the substance of trust, he understands the enormous potentials life presents through trustworthiness. It allows others to be what they will, which is some great, some good, some ok, some bad, and some evil. For everything less than ok, trustworthiness forms defense kept prepared. For everything better than bad, it forms communication and interaction, the substances of society and economy. Destroying the ability to defend destroys the efficacy of trust. Consequently, the use of trust dissipates into subservience of rule and regulation, and trustworthiness becomes an unknown.
-----The sweet, pretty, little villain stitched her first grade class into that dark, bathroom closet fabric of distrust. She trusted not herself enough to gun-up in a dangerous world. Neither did she trust her neighbors to do that. For she bought into the liberal vacancy that nobody can be trusted with a gun, except of course, Liberals In Power. And twenty-six people died waiting for them to show up.
-----Every time I see this piquant little blonde who “saved her class”, I pine for the sight of that Israeli teacher touring her students into the wide open sights and sounds of the Wailing Wall with an assault rifle slung over her shoulder. That is the means of life in a cruel world, trust diminishing the efficacy of evil, love serving children’s hearts and minds in the safe presence of a good person with a gun.
Love you all,
Steve Corey
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