Blood in the Streets - Skip Coryell - Bog

The world is smaller than it used to be. We all live closer together, brushing elbows more often, getting on each other s nerves, causing confrontation to happen more and more. It is inevitable. When the pool gets crowded, people bump elbows. Sometimes I wonder what has become of America. When I grew up, we didn t even lock our doors at night. Only a fool would do that now. I suspect that the breakdown of society was caused by a combination of many things. Our families are no longer healthy and intact. Blood, murder and violence on television has desensitized us to killing in general. The proliferation of online pornography has taught us that women are not people, but simply objects to be used for our own pleasure. The criminal justice system has become largely impotent and ineffective, allowing people to commit murder, almost with impunity. And last, but not least, moral relativism has permeated our society, telling us that there is no right and wrong, no good or bad, that each person must decide what is right in his own mind. (Of course, in the mind of a paranoid schizophrenic, the right thing to do is to kill your brother with a knife.) God, the ultimate authority on right and wrong, is being systematically removed from our schools, the courts, and from the legislative process. As always, cause and effect reign supreme. Without God, there is no accountability and no ultimate punishment after death. The deterrence that once held the wolves at bay has been removed and it s Katie bar the door . Things aren t right with America or the world, and that s why I carry a gun; that s why I train; that s why I train others. The post-nine-eleven society of our beloved country is different than the land of our fathers. Sometimes it seems like the world has gone crazy. How shall we then live? How shall we then survive?