Watching “Falling Down”, with Michael Douglas and Robert Duvall, for the first time today. What was set in California in 1993 wasn’t as true then in North Carolina - the rudeness, the traffic, the loss of Christian ethics and morality, the coldness of modern life. But it is becoming moreso today, particularly in the growing cities. Community dies, family dies, business and work dominate, neighborhoods are merely places to sleep at night. Friendship and family get in the way of profit margins. Love cannot exist where people are simply complicated machines rather than the image of God.
But the wicked are like the troubled sea,
When it cannot rest,
Whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
“There is no peace,”
Says my God, “for the wicked.”
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