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What kind of parent would leave a loaded gun accessible to a young child? How blase are people toward handguns in the presence of a seven-year-old? This boggles me.

“C’mere, son. Let me show you my gun collection. Someday you, too, can be stupid enough to show off firearms to impressionable children.”

Me? I refuse to own a gun of any sort. Gun ownership is a sign of weakness, of giving in to the culture of fear perpetrated by the news media. To own a gun with the excuse of protecting one’s family is to expose said family to new dangers, as is evidenced by this story. It also shows, on a spiritual level, a washing-of-hands, giving-up attitude toward mankind; as in:

“I’m buying a gun because, although I live in a good neighborhood with good schools, I walk in fear of my neighbors. I pack a gun when I drive because so I can be the first to shoot in a road rage incident. I leave my gun lying around the house for easy access. You never know when it will come in handy.”

In evolution, the strong eat the weak. For too long, no one has been eating our weak. they’ve been allowed to breed to the detriment of the species. Expect this to be a recurring theme here.

Greed kills. Cold-hearted and selfish humanity, grubbing for money and defying laws, destroys lives. Humanity is killing off its own food chain from the bottom up. when will we wise up? (link)

In Mexico, illegal logging in these protected forests has shrunk the monarchs’ habitat and forced the insects to higher elevations, where they are vulnerable to the cold. The government protects the forests with armed federal agents during winter, but large logging operations have continued to eat away at the dense stands of Oyamel fir trees here.

Satellite photos compiled by United States scientists show that vast numbers of trees in the 140,000-acre Monarch Butterfly Biosphere Reserve , 75 miles east of Mexico City, have been logged and carted out, often by armed gangs who pay off the authorities, people tracking the fate of the butterflies say. The northeast face of Cerro Pelón, one of the mountains in the core of the reserve and a former winter home of butterflies, is stripped of trees now.

In other news, another god-fearing soul murders. Its’ true what they say: nothing is sacred.