K.O.’d?!
If you
“knock-out game” me but I get up with a .38 and shoot you and your pack of
thugs, then who really wins?! It is a
sad day when targeting the elderly becomes a thrill game. Some punk sucker-punches some innocent senior
oblivious to the threat, and feels as if he is something. What is wrong with us?! I was researching this cultural phenomenon
and ran into a story about a 60-something widow being knocked down, but not
out, by such a group, who then rolled over pulling a pistol out of her
bag. She had been mugged one time too
many! She got up and they went down.
“The
last-man-standing” is a WWE contest.
Several wrestlers are put into a caged arena. They go at it with no rules and no holds
barred. In the end, one man, who refuses
to stay down, is declared the winner.
You lose only if stay down.
Bloodied, dizzy warriors keep getting up to their feet and trudging back
into the fray.
There
is a scene in the movie, “Gandhi,” where
the local protesters, at a British salt plant, in rows of 4-5, column after
column, in determined, passive resistance, get the crap beat out of them; but,
the next row steps up to take their beating.
Eventually the guards, in shame and embarrassment, quit caning
them. And, later, the British peacefully
left India!
“Saul,
get and go to town… I will tell you what I have for you to do!” “Peter, do you love me? Go feed my sheep!” You fail only if you stay down.
There
has been a cosmic cat fight! The
“roaring lion” and “the Lion of Judah” tied up with fur flying and blood
running. Down went the Lion of
Judah. For three days Hell roared in
victory. But, the L.J. eye opened; his
ear perked up; a guttural growl moaned from his cold throat. Then, he rolled up on his paws, looked around
with a contemptuous glare, and let out a roar that sent scrambling for cover
all the minions of darkness.
And, I
will get back up! When I fail, I will
get back up. When my body, at last
fails, I will get back up. Death will
not get the last word! Get back up!
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