Pinky and Dennis
I lived in rural Minnesota when I was in elementary school. The school had three hundred students grades one to twelve. We rode the bus. There were two bus drives that served our route. Pinky was a forgettable thin man of weak character. On his watch anything went, spit-wads would fly and occasionally hit the back of his neck. The older kids would pick on the smaller. There were fights. My mother told me I couldn’t fight so I didn’t. But when I came home with a patch of my hair pulled out she relented. I settled the score. Dennis was the other bus driver. He didn’t put up with anything. I remember these two high school boys were being belligerent, taunting everyone including first graders with threats of harm. It was a cold snowy day. Dennis stopped the bus. He grabs the boys and slams them against the wall and in no uncertain terms informs them they are worthless pieces of crap. He opens the door and bodily throws them in the snow filled ditch; no bus ride for them for a week. Eventually we moved to western Washington state. There I attended the most violent junior high in the state. On many occasions the police were at the school at days end as fights were a regular part of life. Our shop teacher had a large paddle and used it when necessary to straighten out the thinking of these rodents. Fast forward fifty years and we witness what the discarding of discipline has accomplished. No longer are the innocent safe or have any defenders. The leftist have posted signs warning everyone of the no tolerance policy concerning drugs, guns, smoking or whatever else they’ve thought of. I guess it gives the naive cowards some comfort thinking that someone is doing something. Little do they realize it’s only law abiding people that obey the signs and rules. Hoodlums don’t fear disregarding there parents orders, mouthing off to teachers, or doing anything wrong. Dad can’t spank you; he might lose custody of you and have to go to anger management training. There’s no fear of going before a judge. More than likely the hand will be slapped and they’ll be on their way to greater mischief. The school makes sure they’re segregated from God; no accountability ever. The progressives have given us the world the apostle Paul spoke of in Romans the first chapter, verses 28 through 32. The leftist are using the same approach for gun control. Demonizing the law abiding citizen while allowing the criminals to go free. If you kill someone the victim loses his life but the perpetrator may get out and enjoy doing it again. Or if they do get locked up for life we get to pay for their medical and living expenses all the while the benevolent state doesn’t even lay flowers at the grave of the victim. The utopia flower is just now coming into full blossom; if only there were a way to pluck the peta