Nobody can take responsibility for the actions of others. You also should not judge a group based on the action of one or a few of its members. I wouldn't want all gun owners categorized the same way as those who commit shootings at schools. I wouldn't want all soldiers judged by a few soldiers taking selfies while urinating on their dead enemies. I don't think all hobbyists or providers should be lumped in with people who are forced into the sex trade by violence.
On the other hand, you can go too far by standing up to defend those in the group that are committing the acts of wrongdoing. The muslim lady doesn't want to be thrown into the same batch as the people who killed our ambassador in Benghazi. She doesn't think that bombs will defeat the kind of people who committed the murders. But at least she could stand up and say that the actions were wrong.
I have no issue with saying that people who use guns to commit crimes are wrong and should be stopped. I have no problem with yelling at a smoker who goes out of his/her way to light up where it will obviously affect others. I would be willing to lay down my life to defend some poor girl that is being forced into prostitution against her will. But not many people do these things. They worry about name calling and not about the real issues of using force on others to take away their liberty.
Now...let's get back to why four americans were allowed to be killed in the manner they were and why no help was provided to them when they needed it. We've heard from people on both sides saying this or that...I would like to know the truth. If the government could have helped these four men and for some reason, they didn't, then some heads should roll!
The whole Benghazi situation always reminds me of this story of the might of the Roman Empire. There may have been a time when the US was as respected, but the wussification of our politicians has put us in a much different situation.
“Once upon a time there was a very bad and nasty King of Syria named Antiochus. [...] Even though Syria was a rich kingdom, King Antiochus IV lusted after the neighbouring kingdom of Egypt [...] so King Antiochus IV invaded Egypt, capture Pelusium, marched down the Delta to Memphis, captured that, and began to march up the other side of the Delta toward Alexandria.
“Having ruined the country and the army, the brothers Ptolemy and their sister-wife, Cleopatra II, had no choice but to appeal to Rome for help against King Antiochus IV, Rome being the best and greatest of all nations, and everyone’s hero. To the rescue of Egypt, the Senate and People of Rome (being in better accord in those days than we would believe possible now - or so the storybooks say) sent their noble brave consular Gaius Popillius Laenas. Now any other country would have given its hero a whole army, but the Senate and People of Rome gave Gaius Popillius Laenas only twelve lictors and two clerks. However, because it was a foreign mission, the lictors were allowed to wear the red tunics and put the axes in their bundles of rods, so Gaius Popillius Laenas was not quite unprotected. Off they sailed in a little ship, and came to Alexandria just as King Antiochus IV was marching up the Canopic arm of the Nilus toward the great city wherein cowered the Egyptians.
“Clad in his purple-bordered toga and preceded by his twelve crimson-clad lictors, all bearing the axes in their bundles of rods, Gaius Popillus Laenas walked east. Now he was not a young man, so as he went he leaned upon a tall staff, his pace as placid as his face. Since only the brave and heroic and noble Romans built decent roads, he was soon walking along through thick dust. But was Gaius Popillus Laenas deterred? No! He just kept on walking, until near the huge hippodrome in which the Alexandrians liked to watch the horse races, he ran into a wall of Syrian soldiers, and had to stop.
“King Antiochus IV of Syria came forward, and went to meet Gaius Popillius Laenas.
“‘Rome has no business in Egypt!’ the King said, frowning awfully and direfully.
“‘Syria has no business in Egypt either,’ said Gaius Popillius Laenas, smiling sweetly and serenely.
“‘Go back to Rome,’ said the King.
“‘Go back to Syria,’ said Gaius Popillius Laenas.
“But neither of them moved a single inch.
“‘You are offending the Senate and People of Rome,' said Gaius Popillius Laenas after a while of staring into the King’s fierce face. ‘I have been ordered to make you return to Syria.’
“The King laughed and laughed and laughed. ‘And how are you going to make me go home?’ he asked. ‘Where is your army?’
“‘I have no need of an army, King Antiochus IV,’ said Gaius Popillius Laenas. ‘Everything that Rome is, has been, and will be, is standing before you here and now. I am Rome, no less than Rome’s largest army. And in the name of Rome, I say to you a further time, go home!’
“‘No,’ said King Antiochus IV.
“So Gaius Popillius Laenas stepped forward, and moving sedately, he used the end of his staff to trace a circle in the dust all the way around the person of King Antiochus IV, who found himself standing inside Gaius Popillius Laenas’s circle.
“‘Before you step out of this circle, King Antiochus IV, I advise you to think again,’ said Gaius Popillius Laenas. ‘And when you do step out of it - why, be facing east, and go home to Syria.’
“The King said nothing. The King did not stir. Gaius Popillius Laenas said nothing. Gaius Popillius Laenas did not stir. Since Gaius Popillius Laenas was a Roman and did not need to hide his face, his sweet and serene countenance was on full display. But King Antiochus IV hid his face behind a curled and wired wigbeard, and even then could not conceal its thunder. Time went on. And then, still inside the circle, the mighty King of Syria turned on his heel to face east, and stepped out of the circle in an easterly direction, and marched back to Syria with all his soldiers.”
