JDBraddy, I, like you, am just astonished at the attitudes and behavior I see the sheeple exhibit every single day and everywhere I go. God help me, or not, I don't tolerate those idiots very well, either! I'm way too old to put up with all their crap. Thank goodness it's not as bad -- I'm thinking about knives and the sheeple's reactions to them now -- here in the small Southern city my wife and I live on the edge of as it must be in larger cities, especially those further north and on the left coast. About 16 years ago now I had a hip joint replaced. Being in the medical field, I'm sure you know that's no easy procedure. For those who don't know what I'm talking about, the surgeon makes an incision about 10 inches long in the side of your butt to get access to the hip joint, then he bends your leg way around toward your chest to dislocate your hip completely, then he saws a few inches off the end of your femur, then he drives a prosthesis several inches long down into the remaining bone, then he places a polished ball on top of that spike, then he screws a metal plate into your ruined pelvis, then he snaps a plastic insert into that part, unbends your leg, crams your new joint back together, and sews your a$$ up. Pardon the long description. I'm really getting to the point of this story. It's about knives and attitudes toward them. I was in the hospital nearly two weeks, a day or two extra because an uncaring nurse (they are rare here, but...) hurt me unnecessarily while changing my bandage. I reported what had happened to my doctor when he visited me, and she got read the riot act for what she'd done and was formally written up. I slept very lightly after that! And, since I was able to wear my underwear in bed by that time, I kept a large folding knife clipped into my waistband ... "just in case." It was covered by my sheet, but it was there if I needed it. I had no intention of letting anyone give me a shot some night if I didn't now what it was and who was giving it. I just don't leave home without my knife, and usually it's multiple knives. Nobody here where I live cares. This is considered normal and SOP, just as it should be, with the exception of in our schools and the government offices and buildings. Schools nowadays have this insane "zero tolerance" policy about knives, but my wife, who has been a teacher for many years, and who uses knives almost as much as I do, doesn't pitch a hissy fit when one of her little boys messes up and brings a knife to school because he's proud of it like I was at that age. She quietly puts it in her desk and then gives it back to the kid's mama when she comes by to pick him up or visit his teacher. Official policy is to go nuts, throw the kid out of school (maybe permanently!), and quite possibly send him away in the back of a cop's car to be turned over later to his parent or whatever he's living with. Although this is a new and wonderfully "diverse" population, it is invariably the the little redneck boys whose fathers and uncles teach them about fishing, hunting, camping, and the other proper things kids should know who want to show their knives to other kids and their teacher because they are proud of them, as they should be. My wife and I understand that these are the kids whose hands the future of our country rests in. She treats them accordingly, too. Sorry for rambling so long here today.