From over the transom:
Before things got hot, a Kameraden was doing FID missions on the Dark Continent.
At an embassy meet and greet, there was (as he described) a piece of female Eurotrash, part of some NGO. She knew what he was, but was insistent, as the type are, on pontificating on things of which they’ve no clue.
On and on, about what a wonderful world it would be, if only there were no guns.
She was allowed to spew nonsense for awhile. When enough was enough, my friend put down his drink, looked her in the eye, and said:
Go ahead. Ban guns. Take them ALL away. Then, when no one’s left to oppose us, people like me, are going to tell people like you:
Get. In. The. Boxcar.
She paled, left for the restroom where she vomited, and left the function.
We’ve a limited window.
Stop thinking reactive.