A gun under my shirt

I stand behind you in line at the store with a smile on my face… and a gun under my shirt and you are none the wiser, yet you are safer for having me next to you. I won’t shoot you. My gun won’t pull it’s own trigger. It is securely holstered with the trigger covered and safety on. It can’t just go off. However, rest assured that if a lunatic walks into the store and pulls out a rifle or a handgun, I will draw my pistol and protect myself and my family and therefore protect you and your family. I may freeze up. I may piss my pants. I may get shot before I can pull the trigger, but I will not die in a helpless blubbering heap on the floor begging for my life. I won’t be that victim. I choose not to be. As for you, I don’t ask you to carry a gun. If you are not comfortable, then please don’t. But I would like to keep my right to choose to not be a helpless victim. There is evil in this world and if evil has a gun, I want one to.


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