Choices...

My old platoon leader posted this on Facebook this morning.  It originally came from Cajun Charm and it is obviously in reference to the shootings in Newtown.

My response was:

 

'"Think back a couple of years, Bob, back to when you were a kid in school... How many kids had "behavioral disorders" when you were a kid? How many were on Ritalin? If you went to a school like mine the answer is "not very many". At least not compared to today. We knew that there were consequences for bad behavior. We knew that games had winners and losers. Not everyone made the team. If you got into trouble at school or in town you were going to be in more trouble when you got home. Today they might get "time out" for misbehaving. You didn't get a "participation medal" just for showing up and your self esteem grew when you accomplished "real" things. Today's kids get an award when they learn to tie their shoes, when they learn to count to ten, when they learn their ABCs. Not just praise for a job well done, they get a certificate or a medal for accomplishing these basic tasks. Most of them finish school without the ability to think. They have never had to make a decision on their own. They expect society to give them a job and a car and a house and eternal happiness. What happens when they realize that things don't work that way? We don't hold our kids responsible for their actions and we don't hold them accountable. Those are totally foreign concepts to them. And God... Remember God? He was the guy who set our moral compass... God had to go away. Why? God didn't allow homosexuality as an alternative lifestyle. God didn't want people to get stoned on drugs and to steal from their neighbors in order to buy more drugs. God wanted you to respect your wife and your family and your neighbors... God doesn't want women to kill their unborn babies because they got inconveniently pregnant. God got in the way of "whatever makes you feel good", so he had to go away.  Sorry for the rant, Bob. I'm going to get dressed, get my oldest son (Carl, you remember him...) and go out in the rain to hunt deer. I'm not going to shoot anyone if I get pissed because I don't get a deer. In fact, I'm not going to get pissed if I don't get a deer. Life has winners and losers. I have learned to cope."'

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So, now you know how I feel about it.  I agree with the card in the picture.  Absolutely.  I think that's all I have to say about it.

All I can say is "times have changed", and not necessarily for the better.

Stay safe.