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Almost twenty years. Not in the
toughest jurisdictions mind you, but I've still seen and done a lot
of ugly crap over the years. But none of that compared to the pain
and trauma of losing the two loves of my life. My wife and daughter.
And to a senseless car accident.”
    He paused as if he'd lost his train of thought for a few moments.
    “My point is that life is full of curves. That was always
the case. But look at things now. Even when you think you're looking
right at something you are 100% sure is what you think it is, you
need to look again. Have your buddy double check you. Check your
buddy's work. Do it again. Take nothing for granted.”
    Another long pause. Liam turned to the back and smiled as he saw
Victoria.
    “Once law and order is removed from the equation of the
street, you're going to see the worst in people. Without those few
police officers making it clear the unspoken rule of “civil
society” is still in effect, people are going to be quick to
throw off the pretenses of lawfulness. That's why looting happens so
fast. Once there is a whiff that law and order is AWOL, some kind of
message goes out and finds every criminal in the area and invites
them to make things worse. Unless I'm calling things really wrong
here, I don't see law and order returning anytime soon. Maybe never.”
    Phil hunkered down in his seat after a quick check
out the front window.
    “This is the absolute most important piece of advice I will
ever give you: the concept of law and order is just an illusion. In
the past, when order existed in our normal lives, the people who
broke the law and did terrible crimes were very much like suicide
bombers. They made a decision to murder, rape, shoot people in a
movie theater, or whatever—knowing that for a period of time no
police officer could possibly stop them. If you were willing to die
in the act, no depravity was beyond reach. As a police officer under
orders from politicians with a particular mindset toward guns I
couldn't talk about this in my official duties. But privately I told
everyone I knew it was their civic duty to carry a sidearm with them
at all times. Movies. Church. The dentist. You are your own security.
Police only show up after the suicide bomber has detonated himself.”
    “Here's the bad news. Whereas previously only a suicide
bomber would go out and test the limits of depravity, in today's
world there is a neon sign on every street corner saying 'Law and
Order has been terminated. You are on the honor system.' That means
you no longer have to be a suicide bomber to conduct activities that
aren't in harmony with the law—either written law or just plain
decency. Murder is easy and has no consequences now. The suicide
bomber no longer needs to detonate. And it won't just be the
down-on-his-luck guy who fancies a molotov cocktail at the parish
church, it will be groups of college-educated men and women throwing
bombs through windows of entire neighborhoods simply as a statement
against the very system of law and order they simultaneously hate and
desperately need. Society itself becomes suicidal in the absence of
law and order.”
    “Are you saying it's the law of the jungle now?”
    “I'm saying it's worse than that. The law of the jungle
allows for continuation of the species. It works well when times are
good and the system is well-oiled and everyone knows their place,
even though it may not be the most advantageous code for individual
weak members of the tribe. The strongest warrior and the weakest
elder can coexist when times are good, even under the law of the
jungle. A system is in place that rewards the strong and penalizes
the weak, but it doesn't outright kill the weak for sport. Imagine
the law of the jungle with no societal restrictions of any kind. The
strongest warrior suddenly has every incentive to kill all the
weaklings, including the young—so he can amass his own
resources and treasure to survive a little bit longer. Cooperation is
gone. Order