Monkeyleg
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Quick background: my MIL has never allowed guns in her home, and for reasons I respect.
On Sunday, a bunch of us had a retirement party for her at a restaurant. I wound up sitting next to her brother (my uncle-in-law?), who's very much a liberal Democrat. Across from me was my uncle's friend and his wife, both of whom are also died-in-the-wool, PBS-watching, art-gallery-wandering uber-liberals. Every time the subject turned to politics, I shifted the subject, not wanting to disrupt the party.
Anyway, on Wednesday, my wife, uncle, uncle's friend and wife, and MIL had another get-together.
My uncle knows my politics, and managed to "out" my wife in front of his friend and friend's wife. They were aghast that people as nice as my wife and I could be...could think we were...could even consider voting...conservative!
My wife then mentioned that I was one of the leaders of the Wisconsin Concealed Carry Association, and have been working to pass a CCW bill. Uncle, and uncle's friend and his wife just about had heart attacks. They started in on my wife about "blood in the streets," etc.
In steps my mother-in-law. (Anyone who crosses my MIL quickly finds themselves outgunned in the word department; her mouth should be registered as a Class III weapon).
"You people live out here where it's safe and you don't care about anybody else. You should try living with all the gang-bangers and drug dealers. People need to be able to defend themselves. With Frank gone [my father-in-law died in August], there's nobody to protect me. I'm getting a gun, and I'm going to carry it...
"
rat-a-tat-tat. brrrrrrpp. bam-bam-bam. This 68 year-old grandmother strafed those three liberals so quickly they were left stuttering, not knowing what to say.
I know what to say, though: thanks, Mom!
On Sunday, a bunch of us had a retirement party for her at a restaurant. I wound up sitting next to her brother (my uncle-in-law?), who's very much a liberal Democrat. Across from me was my uncle's friend and his wife, both of whom are also died-in-the-wool, PBS-watching, art-gallery-wandering uber-liberals. Every time the subject turned to politics, I shifted the subject, not wanting to disrupt the party.
Anyway, on Wednesday, my wife, uncle, uncle's friend and wife, and MIL had another get-together.
My uncle knows my politics, and managed to "out" my wife in front of his friend and friend's wife. They were aghast that people as nice as my wife and I could be...could think we were...could even consider voting...conservative!
My wife then mentioned that I was one of the leaders of the Wisconsin Concealed Carry Association, and have been working to pass a CCW bill. Uncle, and uncle's friend and his wife just about had heart attacks. They started in on my wife about "blood in the streets," etc.
In steps my mother-in-law. (Anyone who crosses my MIL quickly finds themselves outgunned in the word department; her mouth should be registered as a Class III weapon).
"You people live out here where it's safe and you don't care about anybody else. You should try living with all the gang-bangers and drug dealers. People need to be able to defend themselves. With Frank gone [my father-in-law died in August], there's nobody to protect me. I'm getting a gun, and I'm going to carry it...
"rat-a-tat-tat. brrrrrrpp. bam-bam-bam. This 68 year-old grandmother strafed those three liberals so quickly they were left stuttering, not knowing what to say.
I know what to say, though: thanks, Mom!
. I had a very expensive long lense on a mono-pod that I welded like a war club and they (fortunately did not have their guns, probally in their car) backed down. Then I get to my car, get in and drive out of the gate I look back and a small black car was following me. I turned they turned. Armed with only a mono-pod and a tire tool I did the only thing I could think of.... head for the nearest police sub-station (about 3 miles away) and hope they would get the hint. While heading to the station I spotted a HPD cruiser and pulled along side it and got the officers attention. The small black car stopped about 50 feet behind me and made a U-turn back where they came from. The cop seeing the small car making the U is instantly interested in them and does his own U-turn and takes off after the car... I was not interested in what transpired afterwards (tired, sleeply and hungry, did not want to cover my own news story) went home post haste. I later learned a lot of my peers DID carry and one of my friends and mentors (he teaches highshool photography and is a journalist) has a large pistol & rifle collection (no he did not take them off of his pupils 
) and a 10/22 and then a Glenfield 20 gauge pump shotty (got a good deal). I can only wonder what would have happened if didn't luck-out and that cop car was not there.
