To Whom Much is Given

Mr. Peter O’Malley tells how God preserved him through the bloody horror of the Bombay massacres:
 
Last Wednesday evening around 10 p.m., following a relaxing supper, my friend Eugene and I arrived at the check-out desk at the Taj Hotel … As I placed my bag on the table I heard a loud gunshot, which I recognized from my years living in South Africa to be the distinctive snap of an AK-47 assault rifle. Hearing another shot a second later, I looked at Eugene and said, “Run, that’s AK!”
 
Later, as he hiding, hearing the foe killing people nearby:
 
 I assumed the end was near. I hurried off an email to my Mom and Dad, thanking them for my life and everything else they’d given me….I wracked my mind and heart for a few pearls of wisdom to leave my three small boys that would edify and sustain them in a life without their father.
 
It was this moment of civilized behavior that impressed me:
 
A moment later, the busboys announced that they would begin allowing some folks to slip out. This instantly created a mad rush toward the stairs. Though I was positioned near the doorway, a lovely Indian-accented chorus arose, saying, “Women and children first!” Ah, but of course! I gulped and stepped aside.

 
Read the whole thing. http://robertaconnor.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-whom-much-is-given-surviving.html

I wonder how the scenes would have played out if all the men had been armed, as had been until this century the norm for a gentleman traveling abroad. Ah, but our socialist masters would never permit that, would they? Not even in war time. An armed man is a wolf. A man who lets himself be disarmed is a sheep. The fate of sheep is mutton.