After 01/06, I’m willing to meet violence at the table. I am not big, macho or tough. Neither I am harmless, unarmed or unpracticed. Contrary to popular belief, the conservatives do not have a monopoly on arms.
Only thing I got going for me is bravery. I’m just dumb enough to act even though I’m scared shitless. If that sounds like tough talk, it ain’t, I’ll be shaking in my boots yet still be capable of acting. Been there, done that, know that much about myself.
At some point a man has to draw a line in the sand and say, “This shit stops today.” After 01/06, that line has grown much, much thinner for me. I will not grasp my pearls should these animals try to defeat my goddamned democracy again. America is my country. It is my wife’s country. America is my children’s country.
These assholes think they can take arms to the streets with impunity? They are free to test that assumption. I’ll not draw first blood, but I have my eyes open.
I will be at the local polls, taking the day off, and if I see armed men, I will stand as well. And they can interpret my intentions as they choose.
Anyway, here’s a fun exercise: Chug a load of caffeine/kratom/whatever, get wired up till you’re shaky. Take the gun you’re best at, mine’s my AR-15, run until you can’t breathe, put steel on target. (Didn’t do the shaky thing today, but damned if I didn’t do better with iron sights vs. the red dot. Weird.)
Not promoting violence, just sayin’, it’s interesting to see what you’re actually capable of vs. talking smack.