Manchester blast

[henry quirk]

You live in a neighborhood where the feral dog population is growing...a number of folks have been injuried -- some killed -- by these dogs...after each attack, vocal folks in the neighborhood make a big show about how 'we can't let these dogs change the way we conduct our lives!' and how 'we must be united!', but not one person lifts a finger to ring the animal control folks, or to just pick up and carry a baseball bat when goin' out.

Animal control, of course, has a pretty good bead on the dogs but is largely hobbled in its efforts to exterminate them by animal rights bastids who make a big stink anytime anyone even thinks about killing the animals...'you're a speciesist!' they shriek.

So, the ferals keep eatin' babies and old folks, folks keep jibber-jabberin', nuthin' really gets done.

The Hebrews had/have a solution for this crap: 'If you know someone is coming to kill you, get up early and go kill them first'.

Seems to me: we're well past the crack of dawn on this, their intent is crystal, 'diplomacy' (bribery) has been tried (and has failed)...time to kill some people.