Someone better let all those killed by the khopeshes of the Egyptians, trampled into the dust by Assyrian war chariots, impaled on Macedonian sarissas, overcome by the crack legions of Rome, ridden down by Carolingian heavy cavalry, transfixed by the arrow storm of the English at Crecy, and butchered by elite Swiss halberdiers at Nancy that they can all stop playing dead and get up. Since they lived in a world where absolutely NO ONE, not cops, not crooks, not soldiers, not citizens, NO ONE had guns, then Rosie says they can't possibly have been victims of violence, and they may arise and join us for a chorus of Kum Ba Yah.
The mental flatulance of this viewpoint astounds me...
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"..but never ever Fear. Fear is for the enemy. Fear and Bullets."
10mm: It's not the size of the Dawg in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog!
The mental flatulance of this viewpoint astounds me...
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"..but never ever Fear. Fear is for the enemy. Fear and Bullets."
10mm: It's not the size of the Dawg in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog!