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Wednesday, February 21, 2018
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The rules are whatever helps liberals at that particular second. Don't recognize their rules.
<a href="http://primordialslack.com/?p=2859A stray dog bit me. I demanded that all my neighbors’ dogs should have their teeth pulled.</a> Posted on February 15, 2018 When my son was about 4 weeks old, safely asleep inside the house in his crib, I went out to sweep the carport, which was also the main opening into the back yard patio. A stray dog was standing there on the patio giving me a strange look, and I was in the breezeway, so I approached it with the broom still in my hand, gave it a shake and said, “Scat!” thinking that would be sufficient to send the mongrel packing. He bared his teeth and growled at me menacingly. In.my.own.home.yard with my baby mere feet away!!!
I still cannot find words for what welled up in my new-mom heart at that moment as I flew at that creature with absolutely no regard for my own safety and with every intent to dispatch him to the Rainbow Bridge (my arse!) if necessary, but he saw my mama grizzly crazy eyes and beat feet. I went inside and trembled from the adrenaline pumping through my veins and was awestruck at the enormous emotions overtaking me. I would have killed that dog with my bare hands if I had to. I knew I could if I needed to. I’ve never gotten over the wonder of that realization.
The threat was real. He was a bad dog, on the hunt for trouble. I did the instinctive, if dangerous thing: I protected my child (even if he was in no real danger) and I met the force of that bad dog with superior force and not a little righteous indignation. I did it right then. I didn’t shelter in place and call the dog catcher. I didn’t call for a community meeting to demand that all my neighbors’ dogs have their teeth extracted. I acted with what was in my immediate power to do.
We have the power to defend our children… and the right … and the responsibility. It falls to us who are good to do something that’s hard and good, if not nice: Use armed force to defend our children in their provably “unsafe place” called school. Let children know that we have their back RIGHT NOW, when it counts. This has to happen before any more finger-pointing or policy talk or phone calls to the dog catcher. Bad dogs exist and hoping that nurture and official policy against dog-bites is the solution will not save one life.
Besides, truthfully telling kids there are bad guys in the world is the perfect way to teach them about heroes. Because we need heroes right now, not politicians.
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Posted on February 15, 2018
When my son was about 4 weeks old, safely asleep inside the house in his crib, I went out to sweep the carport, which was also the main opening into the back yard patio. A stray dog was standing there on the patio giving me a strange look, and I was in the breezeway, so I approached it with the broom still in my hand, gave it a shake and said, “Scat!” thinking that would be sufficient to send the mongrel packing. He bared his teeth and growled at me menacingly. In.my.own.home.yard with my baby mere feet away!!!
I still cannot find words for what welled up in my new-mom heart at that moment as I flew at that creature with absolutely no regard for my own safety and with every intent to dispatch him to the Rainbow Bridge (my arse!) if necessary, but he saw my mama grizzly crazy eyes and beat feet. I went inside and trembled from the adrenaline pumping through my veins and was awestruck at the enormous emotions overtaking me. I would have killed that dog with my bare hands if I had to. I knew I could if I needed to. I’ve never gotten over the wonder of that realization.
The threat was real. He was a bad dog, on the hunt for trouble. I did the instinctive, if dangerous thing: I protected my child (even if he was in no real danger) and I met the force of that bad dog with superior force and not a little righteous indignation. I did it right then. I didn’t shelter in place and call the dog catcher. I didn’t call for a community meeting to demand that all my neighbors’ dogs have their teeth extracted. I acted with what was in my immediate power to do.
We have the power to defend our children… and the right … and the responsibility. It falls to us who are good to do something that’s hard and good, if not nice: Use armed force to defend our children in their provably “unsafe place” called school. Let children know that we have their back RIGHT NOW, when it counts. This has to happen before any more finger-pointing or policy talk or phone calls to the dog catcher. Bad dogs exist and hoping that nurture and official policy against dog-bites is the solution will not save one life.
Besides, truthfully telling kids there are bad guys in the world is the perfect way to teach them about heroes. Because we need heroes right now, not politicians.
And sheep dogs keep the wolves at bay.
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