The Parable of the Sheep

Not so long ago and in a pasture too uncomfortably close to here, a flock of sheep lived and grazed. They were protected by a dog, who answered to the master, but despite his best efforts from time to time a nearby pack of wolves would prey upon the flock.

One day a group of sheep, more bold than the rest, met to discuss their dilemma. “Our dog is good, and vigilant, but he is one dog and the wolves are many. The wolves he catches are not always killed, and the master judges and releases many to prey again upon us, for no reason we can understand. What can we do? We are sheep, but we do not wish to be food, too!”

One sheep spoke up, saying “It is his teeth and claws that make the wolf so terrible to us. It is his nature to prey, and he would find any way to do it, but it is the tools he wields that make it possible. If we had such teeth, we could fight back, and stop this savagery.” The other sheep clamored in agreement, and they went together to the old bones of the dead wolves heaped in the corner of the pasture, and gathered fang and claw and made them into weapons.

That night, when the wolves came, the newly armed sheep sprang up with their weapons and struck at them and cried “Begone! We are not food!” and drove off the wolves, who were astonished. When did sheep become so bold and so dangerous to wolves? When did sheep grow teeth? It was unthinkable!

The next day, flush with victory and waving their weapons, they approached the flock to pronounce their discovery. But as they drew nigh, the flock huddled together and cried out “Baaaaaaaadddd! Baaaaaddd things! You have bad things! We are afraid! You are not sheep!”

The brave sheep stopped, amazed. “But we are your brethren!” they cried, “We are still sheep, but we do not wish to be food. See, our new teeth and claws protect us and have saved us from slaughter. They do not make us into wolves, they make us equal to the wolves, and safe from their viciousness!”

“Baaaaaaaddd!”, cried the flock,”the things are bad and will pervert you, and we fear them. You cannot bring them into the flock. They scare us!”. So the armed sheep resolved to conceal their weapons, for although they had no desire to panic the flock, they wished to remain in the fold. But they would not return to those nights of terror, waiting for the wolves to come.

In time, the wolves attacked less often and sought easier prey, for they had no stomach for fighting sheep who possessed tooth and claw even as they did. Not knowing which sheep had fangs and which did not, they came to leave sheep out of their diet almost completely except for the occasional raid, from which more than one wolf did not return. Then came the day when, as the flock grazed beside the stream, one sheep’s weapon slipped from the folds of her fleece, and the flock cried out in terror again, “Baaaaaaddddd! You still possess these evil things! We must ban you from our presence!”.

And so they did. The great chief sheep and his court and council, encouraged by the words of their moneylenders and advisors, placed signs and totems at the edges of the pasture forbidding the presence of hidden weapons there. The armed sheep protested before the council, saying “It is our pasture, too, and we have never harmed you! When can you say we have caused you hurt? It is the wolves, not we, who prey upon you. We are still sheep, but we are not food!”. But the flock would not hear, and drowned them out with cries of “Baaaaaaddd! We will not hear your clever words! You and your things are evil and will harm us!”.

Saddened by this rejection, the armed sheep moved off and spent their days on the edges of the flock, trying from time to time to speak with their brethren to convince them of the wisdom of having such teeth, but meeting with little success. They found it hard to talk to those who, upon hearing their words, would roll back their eyes and flee, crying “Baaaaddd! Bad things!”.

That night, the wolves happened upon the sheep’s totems and signs, and said, “Truly, these sheep are fools! They have told us they have no teeth! Brothers, let us feed!”. And they set upon the flock, and horrible was the carnage in the midst of the fold. The dog fought like a demon, and often seemed to be in two places at once, but even he could not halt the slaughter. It was only when the other sheep arrived with their weapons that the wolves fled, vowing to each other to remain on the edge of the pasture and wait for the next time they could prey, for if the sheep were so foolish once, they would be so again. This they did, and do still.

In the morning, the armed sheep spoke to the flock, and said, “See? If the wolves know you have no teeth, they will fall upon you. Why be prey? To be a sheep does not mean to be food for wolves!”. But the flock cried out, more feebly for their voices were fewer, though with no less terror, “Baaaaaaaadddd! These things are bad! If they were banished, the wolves would not harm us! Baaaaaaaddd!”. The other sheep could only hang their heads and sigh. The flock had forgotten that even they possessed teeth; how else could they graze the grasses of the pasture? It was only those who preyed, like the wolves and jackals, who turned their teeth to evil ends. If you pulled their own fangs those beasts would take another’s teeth and claws, perhaps even the broad flat teeth of sheep, and turn them to evil purposes.

The bold sheep knew that the fangs and claws they possessed had not changed them. They still grazed like other sheep, and raised their lambs in the spring, and greeted their friend the dog as he walked among them. But they could not quell the terror of the flock, which rose in them like some ancient dark smoky spirit and could not be damped by reason, nor dispelled by the light of day.

So they resolved to retain their weapons, but to conceal them from the flock; to endure their fear and loathing, and even to protect their brethren if the need arose, until the day the flock learned to understand that as long as there were wolves in the night, sheep would need teeth to repel them.

They would still be sheep, but they would not be food!

By Charles Riggs, (C) 1997

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  • Jean

    I’ve heard another version of this parable, where following the armed response to the wolves’ incursion, the farmer destroyed all the armed sheep he could find, and IIRC, shot the dog as well.
    But the sheep knew it was worse elsewhere, so they stayed…

    • will

      The part that seems to be missing is why did the counsel elect to disband their protectors instead of seeing how the problem had been minimized. My conclusion is there were wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing on the board counsel. I believe that the infiltration was of such a grant scale that these frauds were able to over rule common sense. Love the ending , but it seems like more parts of the story are missing. Like why didn’t the counsel make up new laws to make it illegal to have sharp teeth and regulate a ruling to have all weapons filed blunt ? For the safety of the younger sheep and have mental checks to evaluate wither a fellow sheepdom was stable enough to own weapons. This type of thinking is endless so I end my comment, about this happy ending fairytale and reserve my right to believe that the glass is half empty instead of have full . That way my approach is with caution .

  • Scott

    Great stuff fellers…I will spread the word!

  • db

    ‘Tis better for the flock to have amongst them a sheep in wolf’s clothes (teeth, claws, etc) than a wolf in sheep’s clothes.

  • Crossroads

    This parable is obviously about the need for weapons. But I don’t see any part of it about water & food storage, unless the armed sheep hid some food & water in their part of the fold without being mentioned in the story.

    Did I miss something?

    • Charlie Foxtrot

      This parable is about sheep and people who act like sheep. You really missed the point of this story.

  • John

    As a sheepherder I have another story. The more freedom a sheep has the better it does. Sometimes a sheep feels too much freedom and strays from the herd. If not brought back it becomes bolder and others begin to follow. At first the herder is gentle about bringing them back but if they become too unruly out comes the dog.

    At certain times the sheep are corraled for shearing or trucking or vaccinations. Being in the corral is uncomfortable. They are bunched and forced to a chute. Some instead of staying with the flow try to turn and escape. These are prodded with sticks or hotshots or a dose of dog. If one or a few should escape they enter a very dangerous world without protection.

    It seems we are sheeple. We are either in the corral or heading towards it. The owners are very powerful and seem to have every gate closed. Most of the people fear the owners and don’t want anyone to try and become individuals because they fear the wrath will be distributed to all.

    The groupies strike out at the independants out of fear of the slave masters. So the real question is: Are we just chattel being harvested in which case resistance is futile or are we something more?

  • Russell D Van Winkle

    Great story

  • dkmeller1

    While every reader of the Daily Sheeple is personally acquainted with the ignorant and foolish “sheeple” who refuse to learn about, clean, and safely store their ” wolves’ teeth and claws” i.e. firearms, it certainly seems that a growing number are waking up to the dangers posed by the wolves!

    Interestingly, the very event-the Sandy Hook atrocity- which was supposed to galvanize public support for nationwide gun restrictions and confiscation (begun in Cuomo’s New York, the bluest of blue States, no less) has provoked the exact OPPOSITE reaction among MILLIONS of people!

    Even in New York City, you will find New Yorkers who are saying that Coumo’s legislation is an irresponsible and vicious power grab that is intolerable!

    Maybe our overlords in the NWO/DC occupation government are about to discover that you can push even sheep too far!

  • Ed Frizzell

    The parable left out the part about the farmer launching a drone strike into the armed group of sheep. And then sheeple were happy again…until they weren’t again.

  • Steve (self defense weapons guy)

    This may offend some religious types, but I just wrote this prayer for the new sheeples bible…

    Psalm 23: (the sheeple version)

    The government is my shepherd, I shall not want.

    They maketh me to lie down in fields where I need not think for myself.

    For though they hath great hunger for power, they giveth me all I need to become complacent.

    They prepareth a table of insecurity for me through rumors of enemies, so they may lead me like a lamb to slaughter for my own safety.

    They guideth me in paths of war for their own namesake.

    Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of freedom, I shall fear no decisions, for I need not make them of my own mind.

    Surely the government shall lead me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the land of tyranny for ever.


    • Steve Cee

      AMEN, Brother!!!

    • J A Root

      I guess I’m a religious type and you psalm does not offend me at all! Pretty well sums up the current situation.

    • Anonymous


    • D

      HAHA! I am a Christian, and I bet God chuckled at your ‘scripture.’ Clever!

    • Pj

      Psalm 24
      Lift up your heads, you gates; be lifted up, you ancient sheep in wolves clothing, that the King of glory may come in.
      Who is this King of glory?
      The Lord DOG Almighty, the Lord mighty in battle.

      • Anonymous

        Very clever! The sad realization…’s true…sad as it may be

    • Some guy

      I dont really get the whole analogy. We are the sheep, the govt is the wolves and the dog is the cops, right? I dont really get what we’re being stopped from doing? In reality the wolves kill for food, why are the wolves killing us in real life? Not trying to offend anyone, just trting to understand.

  • Steve Cee

    Yeah! All too familiar cries of the sheeple in America who, like timid sheep fear the very weapons that would protect them from the unconstitutional government that is growing ever stronger every day! Woe to the cowards who take away our Constitution and weapons of self defense.

  • unsheepled

    Sheeple WONT get that !

    • Uknown

      exactly, the sheep don’t get it.

  • Kenneth S. Doig

    Ek wunskiju dauðã ríkismannamz unsaramz, ek inz hato. Ija sind swíkande ríklande unsaram. Dauðã þaímz. Obama waz Kenyī gaborenaz, iz ist sawlseukaz “insane” jah. Staírba iz faúr iz þatsi kaírnunfríð starta

    • LDavis

      I was going to say that!

  • http://Facebook Tim

    The food did not go to land field like the bank ordered the church seen to it the needed got it I live in GA my family most of them are from Augusta

  • kayhryn

    when we were Young just wht were we told? i was told knowledge “is” power

  • Al Sheeber

    It could help if you fixed a tab: About Us, who you are, the political orientation, sources of funding and home base, sate, city etc…

  • Uknown

    Just ask questions and don’t believe people who don’t have pearly white eyes that shine.

  • dsl

    Holy sh*t this site has been around since 97!

  • Sonokar

    Did any of the armed sheep murder, rob or rape any of the unarmed sheep?

  • sonar

    this is a really really stupid story

  • GladI’mnotAmerican

    It’s missing the last paragraphs, where the sheep who live outside the herd discover that the wolves all secretly meet together on Thursday afternoon. some of the bolder armed Independant sheep follow the wolves only to discover they meet up with the farmer, and are in fact sheepdogs disguised as wolves.
    The Independant sheep rush back to the flock and try to tell them of their discovery, that the farmer is controlling everything, and that they’re food no matter how you look at it, but the flock doesn’t listen because the farmer assures them that those outsider sheep are all mad or have rabies and shouldn’t be trusted. And to prove he is there to protect them, the farmer posted another 4 sheepdogs, one on each paddock corner, and an extra in the middle to check each sheep with a fleece-Ray machine when they crossed the field to make sure they were obeying the weapon free zone compliance rules.
    Sometimes a sheep got a little bit eaten by the sheepdogs, but it was ok, because they hadn’t obeyed the dogs quick enough, and besides, the wolf attacks hardly ever happened now.

  • Chaplain Bob Walker B. Th.

    Much truth in this story…..then one finds the wolves made an agreement with the leaders of the sheep to not eat the leaders…or at least eat them last.

  • Al Bondiga

    Abbreviated Version:

    Not so long ago and in a pasture too uncomfortably close to here, a flock of sheep lived and grazed. They were stupid, lazy & self-centered sheep much more concerned with watching porn, playing videogames, surgically altering their sexual gender and consuming massive amounts of pharmaceuticals than anything else.

    A pack of wolfs noticed that these sheep were extremely stupid and so they decided to RAPE & EAT them.

    Which they DID.

    End of story.

  • phyllis55

    Excellent allegory. So much common sense gone to waste in the American minds.

  • Rod

    What a bunch of gits who read and believe the manure on this site.

    • The Concerned Citizen

      Can’t take the truth, I see. Go back to the flock. We don’t need you and you’re too ignorant to know you need the truth. You’re worse than the wolves as you shill for the wolves.

    • Grim Fandango

      Troll alert. Even smells like a bot troll.

  • Beyond mere genius

    “We are sheepdogs.” Answering to what master, dogs always have masters, in reality, in mentaphor and allegory.

    MOLON LABE puppy-mommy

    • Gnowark

      Our Master should be the U.S. Constitution, as written, not as twisted by Att. Gen’l holder or his boss

  • Doccus

    The important thing many seem to miss is that when the sheep first had the “teeth and claws” in the herd.. the wolves stopped attacking because *they didn’t know who had armed themselves*.
    THAT is key!

  • SoundMind

    On a sunny day not long afterwards, a sheep was grazing in the pasture when he heard a Voice calling him by name. The voice said, “Come to my pasture where the grass is green and there are many friendly sheep and sheepdogs, and I will be your new master and will protect you from the wolves forever.”

    The sheep heard deep compassion in the Voice and decided he would follow it to the new pasture. He begged his sheep family and sheep friends to come along with him to the better pasture, and a few others who had also heard the Voice calling their names agreed that they would go, too. However, most of the other sheep just ignored him, even some who were his favorites, and this made the sheep cry a little.

    The sheep followed the Voice to the new pasture and found that it was beautiful and luxurious. All the sheep there welcomed him and they all played together every day, and had a wonderful banquet with the Voice every evening. The sheep was so very happy and safe. The wolves never even came near the new pasture. He loved the Voice for making a place for him in the new pasture and for saving him from the wolves. He lived happily ever after. Amen :)

    • James Whalen

      Sound MInd? More like delusional

      • SoundMind

        Not delusional if you figure the New Pasture is actually when the Kingdom of Heaven rules all.

      • Guest

        Spoken like a true atheist. You can report to the masters who programmed you that they succeeded in completely dulling your mind and, along with it, your spirit.

  • Sururu Formado

    baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad parable, baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad site, baaaaaaaaaaaaaaad libertarian people!
    So I learned from so many great benefactors and brilliant statesman
    Big Brother Obama,
    Great talmudic-Rabbi Krugman
    the NYT
    The whole big channels from free tv, paid tv
    etc etc.

    I am so happy, really glee, that I became so inteligent
    thanks to the fact I have been educated by teachers
    that are very well studied and informed by these sources
    and I also learn directly from there. since before I went to kindergarten
    my mother (I was not raised in those jurassic bigoted families with mother and father, I was lucky to have a modern family of single mother! and siblings from different fathers! ) so… my mom made me become smarter than the average kids, by putting me to watch tv all day long since I was 4 years old.

    I saw how americans are lucky that we land our heroes on the moon before the end of the 60`s just like promised and when the evil devilish foreigners were doubting that we could achieved that for real in that decade!

    I saw how ethnic-european people have evil spirits inside of them,
    at anytime these devil evil spirits can come out of them, so they will turn
    again into those evil bad nazis, the responsible for all the catastrophes and evil deeds since the garden of Eden.

    If they these ethnic nazis are not “mentally disciplined” by endless sessions of remembrance about the holocaust of the poor good guys only chosen people and only sons of god children and women, they will turn this currently heaven age we are so happy to be living in into the dark ages of the old centuries.

    Thank you ADL, AIPAC, MOSSAD for freeing the world from the evil guys.
    you guys know exactly when the ends justify the means of persecuting,
    defaming, calumniating, provoking the unemployment, and even killing the bad guys that you are so able to blacklist so perfectly.

    we have to find a way to pay you more for all this guard-angel finest achievements!

    we people of these times are so lucky!

  • MyronJPoltroonian

    General Dula is a Retired Air Force Lt Gen (3 Star Gen).

    Gen. Dula’s letter to the University of Washington student senate leader.

    To: Edwards, Jill (student, UW)

    Subject: Sheep, Wolves and Sheepdogs

    Miss Edwards, I read of your ‘student activity’ regarding the proposed memorial to Col Greg Boyington, USMC and a Medal of Honor winner. I suspect you will receive a bellyful of angry e-mails from conservative folks like me. You may be too young to appreciate fully the sacrifices of generations of servicemen and servicewomen on whose shoulders you and your fellow students stand. I forgive you for the untutored ways of youth and your naïveté. It may be that you are, simply, a sheep. There’s no dishonor in being a sheep – – as long as you know and accept what you are.

    Please take a couple of minutes to read the following. And be grateful for the thousands – – millions – – of American sheepdogs who permit you the freedom to express even bad ideas.

    Brett Dula

    Sheepdog, retired



    By LTC(RET) Dave Grossman, RANGER,

    Ph.D., author of “On Killing.”

    Honor never grows old, and honor rejoices the heart of age. It does so because honor is, finally, about defending those noble and worthy things that deserve defending, even if it comes at a high cost. In our time, that may mean social disapproval, public scorn, hardship, persecution, or as always, even death itself. The question remains:

    What is worth defending?

    What is worth dying for?

    What is worth living for?

    – William J. Bennett – in a lecture to the United States Naval Academy November 24, 1997

    One Vietnam veteran, an old retired colonel, once said this to me: “Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle, productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident.”

    This is true. Remember, the murder rate is six per 100,000 per year, and the aggravated assault rate is four per 1,000 per year. What this means is that the vast majority of Americans are not inclined to hurt one another. Some estimates say that two million Americans are victims of violent crimes every year, a tragic, staggering number, perhaps an all-time record rate of violent crime. But there are almost 300 million Americans, which means that the odds of being a victim of violent crime is considerably less than one in a hundred on any given year. Furthermore, since many violent crimes are committed by repeat offenders, the actual number of violent citizens is considerably less than two million.

    Thus there is a paradox, and we must grasp both ends of the situation: We may well be in the most violent times in history, but violence is still remarkably rare. This is because most citizens are kind, decent people who are not capable of hurting each other, except by accident or under extreme provocation.

    They are sheep. I mean nothing negative by calling them sheep. To me, it is like the pretty, blue robin’s egg. Inside it is soft and gooey but someday it will grow into something wonderful. But the egg cannot survive without its hard blue shell. Police officers, soldiers, and other warriors are like that shell, and someday the civilization they protect will grow into something wonderful. For now, though, they need warriors to protect them from the predators.

    “Then there are the wolves,” the old war veteran said, “and the wolves feed on the sheep without mercy.” Do you believe there are wolves out there who will feed on the flock without mercy? You better believe it. There are evil men in this world and they are capable of evil deeds. The moment you forget that or pretend it is not so, you become a sheep.

    There is no safety in denial.

    “Then there are sheepdogs,” he went on, “and I’m a sheepdog. I live to protect the flock and confront the wolf.” If you have no capacity for violence then you are a healthy productive citizen, a sheep. If you have a capacity for violence and no empathy for your fellow citizens, then you have defined an aggressive sociopath, a wolf. But what if you have a capacity for violence, and a deep love for your fellow citizens? What do you have then? A sheepdog, a warrior, someone who is walking the hero’s path. Someone who can walk into the heart of darkness, into the universal human phobia, and walk out unscathed.

    Let me expand on this old soldier’s excellent model of the sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs. We know that the sheep live in denial, that is what makes them sheep. They do not want to believe that there is evil in the world. They can accept the fact that fires can happen, which is why they want fire extinguishers, fire sprinklers, fire alarms and fire exits throughout their kids’ schools. But many of them are outraged at the idea of putting an armed police officer in their kid’s school. Our children are thousands of times more likely to be killed or seriously injured by school violence than fire, but the sheep’s only response to the possibility of violence is denial. The idea of someone coming to kill or harm their child is just too hard, and so they chose the path of denial.

    The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He has fangs and the capacity for violence. The difference, though, is that the sheepdog must not, can not and will not ever harm the sheep. Any sheep dog who intentionally harms the lowliest little lamb will be punished and removed. The world cannot work any other way, at least not in a representative democracy or a republic such as ours. Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant reminder that there are wolves in the land. They would prefer that he didn’t tell them where to go, or give them traffic tickets, or stand at the ready in our airports, in camouflage fatigues, holding an M-16. The sheep would much rather have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, “Baa.” Until the wolf shows up.

    Then the entire flock tries desperately to hide behind one lonely sheepdog.

    The students, the victims, at Columbine High School were big, tough high school students, and under ordinary circumstances they would not have had the time of day for a police officer. They were not bad kids; they just had nothing to say to a cop. When the school was under attack, however, and SWAT teams were clearing the rooms and hallways, the officers had to physically peel those clinging, sobbing kids off of them.

    This is how the little lambs feel about their sheepdog when the wolf is at the door.

    Look at what happened after September 11, 2001 when the wolf pounded hard on the door. Remember how America, more than ever before, felt differently about their law enforcement officers and military personnel? Remember how many times you heard the word hero? Understand that there is nothing morally superior about being a sheepdog; it is just what you choose to be. Also understand that a sheepdog is a funny critter: He is always sniffing around out on the perimeter, checking the breeze, barking at things that go bump in the night, and yearning for a righteous battle. That is, the young sheepdogs yearn for a righteous battle.

    The old sheepdogs are a little older and wiser, but they move to the sound of the guns when needed, right along with the young ones.

    Here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think differently. The sheep pretend the wolf will never come, but the sheepdog lives for that day. After the attacks on September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that is, most citizens in America said, “Thank God I wasn’t on one of those planes.” The sheepdogs, the warriors, said, “Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference.” When you are truly transformed into a warrior and have truly invested yourself into “warriorhood”, you want to be there. You want to be able to make a difference. There is nothing morally superior about the sheepdog, the warrior, but he does have one real advantage. Only one. And that is that he is able to survive and thrive in an environment that destroys 98 percent of the population.

    There was research conducted a few years ago with individuals convicted of violent crimes. These cons were in prison for serious, predatory crimes of violence: assaults, murders and killing law enforcement officers. The vast majority said that they specifically targeted victims by body language: Slumped walk, passive behavior and lack of awareness. They chose their victims like big cats do in Africa, when they select one out of the herd that is least able to protect itself. Some people may be destined to be sheep and others might be genetically primed to be wolves or sheepdogs. But I believe that most people can choose which one they want to be, and I’m proud to say that more and more Americans are choosing to become sheepdogs.

    Seven months after the attack on September 11, 2001, Todd Beamer was honored in his hometown of Cranbury, New Jersey. Todd, as you recall, was the man on Flight 93 over Pennsylvania who called on his cell phone to alert an operator from United Airlines about the hijacking. When he learned of the other three passenger planes that had been used as weapons, Todd dropped his phone and uttered the words, “Let’s roll,” which authorities believe was a signal to the other passengers to confront the terrorist hijackers. In one hour, a transformation occurred among the passengers – athletes, business people and parents. — from sheep to sheepdogs and together they fought the wolves, ultimately saving an unknown number of lives on the ground.

    There is no safety for honest men except by believing all possible evil of evil men. – Edmund Burke — Here is the point I like to emphasize, especially to the thousands of police officers and soldiers I speak to each year. In nature the sheep, real sheep, are born as sheep.

    Sheepdogs are born that way, and so are wolves. They didn’t have a choice.

    But you are not a critter. As a human being, you can be whatever you want to be. It is a conscious, moral decision. If you want to be a sheep, then you can be a sheep and that is okay, but you must understand the price you pay. When the wolf comes, you and your loved ones are going to die if there is not a sheepdog there to protect you. If you want to be a wolf, you can be one, but the sheepdogs are going to hunt you down and you will never have rest, safety, trust or love. But if you want to be a sheepdog and walk the warrior’s path, then you must make a conscious and moral decision every day to dedicate, equip and prepare yourself to thrive in that toxic, corrosive moment when the wolf comes knocking at the door.

    For example, many police officers carry their weapons in church. They are well concealed in ankle holsters, shoulder holsters or inside-the-belt holsters tucked into the small of their backs. Anytime you go to some form of religious service, there is a very good chance that a police officer in your congregation is carrying a weapon. You will never know if there is such an individual in your place of worship, until the wolf appears to massacre you and your loved ones.

    I was training a group of police officers in Texas, and during the break, one officer asked his friend if he carried his weapon in church. The other cop replied, “I will never be caught without my gun in church.” I asked why he felt so strongly about this, and he told me about a cop he knew who was at a church massacre in Ft. Worth, Texas in 1999. In that incident, a mentally deranged individual came into the church and opened fire, gunning down fourteen people. He said that officer believed he could have saved every life that day if he had been carrying his gun. His own son was shot, and all he could do was throw himself on the boy’s body and wait to die. That cop looked me in the eye and said, “Do you have any idea how hard it would be to live with yourself after that?”

    Some individuals would be horrified if they knew this police officer was carrying a weapon in church. They might call him paranoid and would probably scorn him. Yet these same individuals would be enraged and would call for “heads to roll” if they found out that the airbags in their cars were defective, or that the fire extinguisher and fire sprinklers in their kids’ school did not work. They can accept the fact that fires and traffic accidents can happen and that there must be safeguards against them. Their only response to the wolf, though, is denial, and all too often their response to the sheepdog is scorn and disdain. But the sheepdog quietly asks himself, “Do you have any idea how hard it would be to live with yourself if your loved ones were attacked and killed, and you had to stand there helplessly because you were unprepared for that day?”

    It is denial that turns people into sheep. Sheep are psychologically destroyed by combat because their only defense is denial, which is counterproductive and destructive, resulting in fear, helplessness and horror when the wolf shows up. Denial kills you twice. It kills you once, at your moment of truth when you are not physically prepared: you didn’t bring your gun, you didn’t train. Your only defense was wishful thinking. Hope is not a strategy. Denial kills you a second time because even if you do physically survive, you are psychologically shattered by your fear, helplessness and horror at your moment of truth.

    Gavin de Becker puts it like this in “Fear Less”, his superb post-9/11 book, which should be required reading for anyone trying to come to terms with our current world situation: “…denial can be seductive, but it has an insidious side effect. For all the peace of mind deniers think they get by saying it isn’t so, the fall they take when faced with new violence is all the more unsettling.” Denial is a save-now-pay-later scheme, a contract written entirely in small print, for in the long run, the denying person knows the truth on some level. And so the warrior must strive to confront denial in all aspects of his life, and prepare himself for the day when evil comes. If you are warrior who is legally authorized to carry a weapon and you step outside without that weapon, then you become a sheep, pretending that the bad man will not come today. No one can be “on” 24/7, for a lifetime. Everyone needs down time. But if you are authorized to carry a weapon, and you walk outside without it, just take a deep breath, and say this to yourself…”Baa.”

    This business of being a sheep or a sheep dog is not a yes-no dichotomy. It is not an all-or-nothing, either-or choice. It is a matter of degrees, a continuum. On one end is an abject, head-in-the-sand-sheep and on the other end is the ultimate warrior. Few people exist completely on one end or the other. Most of us live somewhere in between. Since 9-11 almost everyone in America took a step up that continuum, away from denial. The sheep took a few steps toward accepting and appreciating their warriors, and the warriors started taking their job more seriously. The degree to which you move up that continuum, away from “sheephood” and denial, is the degree to which you and your loved ones will survive, physically and psychologically at your moment of truth.

  • Sonokar

    Then one day a sub-group of the most self-centered of the armed Sheep took control of all the fangs and claws in the flock and secretly negotiated with the wolves to halt the raids in exchange for one sacrificed sheep per week. And a great lottery was implemented…

  • Ceon

    Have you seen the NZ film “Black Sheep?” ………………

  • arnie

    Derp is a dork!

  • James Whalen

    Sounds like some of these close minded morons in America. Won’t rise up for themselves, afraid of what they don’t understand. Still trying to figure out if its ignorance or stupidity

  • disqus_3BrONUAJno

    I guess you haven’t read much of the bible, then.

  • Ursula Bear

    These aren’t wolves. They’re TAPEWORMS.

  • FatBear

    There are sheep, wolves, shepherds, and bears. The first three are interdependent and you cannot exist without each other. The bear sits outside and watches all y’all’s foolishness and shakes his head.

  • Razedbywolvs

    I searched “Charles Riggs” and got 2 hits. A really good pottery maker
    and a dead Victoria Cross winner.
    So I searched “The Parable of the Sheep”. Wow,
    this story has been reposted just about every Pro Gun 2nt amendment form/blog there is.
    Still have no clue who Charles Riggs is, or why this has not been made into a children’s book.

  • blondeambition3

    Love that summary and glad there a ‘few’ intelligent, as well as brave Men left in this Country! :)

  • bandit

    Well, all I can say is “Those who know , know , those who don’t know and don’t seek to know , WILL NEVER KNOW . Kinda like you . . .

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