They exist under the sheltering wings of civilization, growing fat on our kindness and charity. Then because they are bored or acting out their petty grievances or even following the orders of their “religion”, they turn against the hands that feed them.
My family was attacked this weekend by terrorists. No one was hurt. I found the bomb and defused it before it detonated. We are all safe… for now.
Here is what the bomb looked like:
Clever and simple. Chew threw a gas line and wait for spring. Boom.
The ungrateful insider threat:
One of the many squirrels who have been eating from my bird feeder all winter.