Connecticut: The Coming Storm

Friday, June 27th, 2014, 0-dark-thiry:  The politicians have made their decision.  By a twist of fate–your file simply happened to be on the top of the stack for no particular reason–you’ll be the first example.  A state police SWAT team pull to the curb in front of your home, leap from their van and rush to your front door.  Two black-clad men pull back a ram and swing it toward your front door, aiming just above the knob, while the rest of the team waits anxiously, their automatic weapons charged and off safe.  Two hope they’ll get the opportunity to shoot.  At least one wants to manufacture the opportunity....

 Starting awake from a sound sleep by the explosion of your door being smashed open and the heavy stomping of booted feet, you stumble down the stairs and into the hallway.  As you turn toward the sounds, you’re blinded by multiple bright lights and hear many people screaming at you, but their words are unintelligible.  You raise your hands to shield your eyes, but you have your cell phone in your right hand.  As soon as it comes into view, you’re overwhelmed by a tidal wave of explosive sounds and feel the first bullets rip into your body.  There are stars, so many stars, winking and suddenly, everything goes silent and black and your last conscious thought is a feeling of falling....

An investigation of the State Police SWAT team by the State Police done within a month of the murders will find the State Police blameless, and will proclaim them heroic paragons of SWAT virtue.

Read it all and think about what it means

I've said this before and it bears repeating;

The gun owners need to get together in groups of 4 or 5. Then find out where their congress critters live and go knock on their door. Unarmed, just a friendly visit, we just stopped by to say hi. Oh and by the way, we're gun owners and we now know where you live. 

Fear can be a wonderful thing. 

Thanks to Bob Owens