gotta stand up for what is right. Unfortunately, too many people these days have chosen pleasant and comfortable fairy tales over harsh reality. They have inherited the weak spine and selfishness of their parents and grandparents.
The Movie “High Noon” is a great example of this wussified approach:
“What a piece of you-know-what that was,” [John] Wayne said. “Here’s a town full of people who have ridden in covered wagons all the way across the plains, fightin’ off Indians and drought and wild animals in order to settle down and make themselves a homestead. And then when three no-good bad guys walk into town and the marshal asks for a little help, everybody in town gets shy. If I’d been the marshal, I would have been so goddamned disgusted with those chicken-livered yellow sons of bitches that I would have just taken my wife and saddled up and rode out of there.”