See I live in Rural America. Much Safer I think. When / if the scat hits the fan I'm sure a lot better off than those clowns in the streets fighting
for that last gallon of milk or the last bundle of wood. I have cows and trees right outside! Granted, Farmer Bob might get mad if he lost a cow, but
my family could eat for months.
When it hits the fan I know that I'll beg, borrow, or steal for my family if the need is dire. But kill? Nay. Not unless it's a kill or be killed
scenario. Self-defense is way different, mind you.
I don't own a gun. I don't want to. I do know how to shoot though, raised on a farm in Kansas you learn how to swing an ax, shoot a gun, track an
animal, ect. I believe that everyone should know how. And the day that they announce that they wanna take guns away from Americans is the day I arm
myself. It is the duty of the patriot to take up arms against a tyrannical government.
That's what scares me. Brother against brother, American against American. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want to survive. After a couple
weeks on an empty stomach though, who's to say that my precious ideals won't go out the window?
If your so worried about the splattering when the pooh hits the fan though perhaps look at getting out of the city while you can!



