He who knows the least obeys the best.
I don't know them but I did just read the article so thanks for sharing that.
Back in the very early 1980s I was home from college for the Christmas/January break, and my job (I always worked over breaks to get beer money) was a teller in a bank. I always worked the 11-7 shift at the drive up window, it was a little tiny branch. I also always worked with another girl home from college. Across the street was the Morris County Mall (in NJ) and in November a high school girl who worked there was grabbed on her way to the parking lot late at night, and stabbed to death by a monster. Not long after another young girl was kidnapped from her car by the same monster and also killed. My mother was a wreck about me & the other girl walking alone to our cars after we locked up for the night and I wasn't happy either. One day the Guardian Angels (Curtis Sliwa's group) showed up in town and went to all the businesses near the mall asking if anyone wanted regular protection. My boss said he was worried about us and next thing you know, every night at 7 pm like clockwork one of the guys in the red berets showed up to escort us both to our cars and watch as we drove away. I remember it like it was yesterday and I remember thinking that I would be forever grateful to people whose mission it is to protect innocent people from bad guys, and the comfort their presence gave me.
Horse sense is the thing a horse has which keeps it from betting on people. ~W.C. Fields