To what shall I compare this backsliding generation?
It is like a man who came to his brother late at night begging for money. "I've had a bad run of luck at the roulette table," he pleaded. "I'm into Bugs Coniglietto for an arm and a leg. And I mean that literally."
"How much do you need?" asked the gambler's brother.
"Thank you!" the gambler sobbed, accepting a thick wad of cash from his brother's wallet. "I'll never forget this!" Then he drove straight back to the casino and blew the whole wad on a single bet.
Let him who can figure out what this parable is about figure it out...