You’re damn right, absolutely, but look fui, just imagine :
You run a small family business, say, a convenience store. You have those two little snorts and your better half has joined the stork club with the third one now being well on the way to ‘pop’ ( as if the two weren’t enough already but this is not the point to chew it over here ).
It’s not that you’re dirty rich but you’re sitting pretty, you got all your ducks in a row, you’re relatively happy, right. So you work hard, you pay your fair share of taxes, you’re a decent upright middle-class citizen, ok . So far so good.
But one day a pack of drugged stinking ‘sugging’ hoodies decide to ruin your life. They storm into your store like a swarm of locusts and want to take what’s yours because they think it’s their socialist ‘revolutionary’ right. Wait, I’ve already heard this before. In 1917 in Russia.
These lousy marxist punks don’t want just to stick it up, they want to kill you and your family because they’re deranged psychopathic scumbags spoon-fed bit by bit with a portion of state socialism by no less mental drugged nut-balls in the gornement.
What can you do about it? Nothing. How can you protect your family ? Are you going to jump down their throats with a leaf and an acorn like some stranded Navy SEAL Team Six muscle-man ?
No, you grab your kinfolks and run away as that sewer rat. The problem is how far can you run with two little kids and your wife with her belly the size of a ball field ?
I have a better solution to this problem. You don’t grab your flesh and blood, you just tell them to go upstairs to hide. Instead, you turn off all the lights ,you grab your HK fully automatic with the ACOG infrared scope ( ‘Advanced Combat Optical Gunsight’ for those in the know ) and you take out the first shmendrick you see without a second thought, putting a bullet right between his piggy slimy eyes. And then you take them all down , one by one and you make sure they’re all dead as a doornail.
Then you call the police to report a self-defence shooting, saying there’re a few dozen stinky stiffs lying dead in your store and that a coroner should be sent asap to clean it up because you’re feeling a bit ‘uncoooomfortable’ in such a company. Besides, you’re too busy to do it all by yourself, you have to finnish your fucking frappuccino. How’s that ?
This is how it should work. End of story.
p.s. the moral of the above for those government talking heads who suffer from terminal liberal microcephaly – to protect itself from the sleazy bags of every possible hue, each and every citizen must be armed unconditionally at will
edytowany przez savagerhino: 07 kwi 2012