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1. First Aid 101

   You never move a victim unless ABSOLUTELY necessary. You may damage the spinal cord or neck, leading to paralysis or even death. Furthermore, if they hadn't beaten the poor man and left him for dead, he wouldn't have been in the position to be run over. She is a Good Samaritan. Is the defense going to accuse anyone else who passed on that road and didn't even stop?

   3 months, 1 week ago In response to Samaritan or Killer?

2. What of us?

   What of us who are not Christian? Are my morals less important? How about the separation of church and state?

   3 months, 1 week ago In response to Fight Club Junior

3. Excuse me while I channel my grandfather...

   While I do admit that 10 is a tad young for this type of fighting, I see no problem for a 14 year old. My Grandfather's best friend was a wonderful man by the name of Buck. When Buck died a few years ago, I went with my grandfather to his dear friend's funeral. He told a story that I have taken with me and I wish to share with you now. (I'm going to quote Gramps as best as I can.) "When I was 14, there was this boy in my homeroom class that I couldn't stand. I didn't know what it was about him, but he just grated on my nerves. One day, during gym class, this boy popped off with a smart aleck comment about one thing or another. Well, I'd had about enough of him and I socked him in the mouth. He hit me back and we tussled on the floor a bit. I gave him a fat lip and a bloody nose. He gave me a shiner that made me look like I got boot polish in my eye. When I got home, my father looked at me, and simply said, `What does the other boy look like?' I looked my dad square in the eye, a little afraid of what he might say, and said, `Well, pop. He's out on the back porch and you can take a look at him yourself. May I give Buck a Coke'cola?' My father laughed and grabbed three sodas from the ice box. My father told me later, that you can never really know the measure of a man until you've tusseled with him a bit and gained each others respect as fellow men.” I am at an age to be getting married and settling down, and I want to find someone like my father and my grandfather. A man, who works eight hours a day, teaches my sons to play baseball, who could throw a punch if needed if it would defend me against would be attackers, and can fix my brakes.

   3 months, 1 week ago In response to Fight Club Junior

Define what responsibility means to you.