A long time ago, I had an encounter with a rabid skunk (while I was not armed).
I left the area as fast as my legs, and then vehicle, could carry me. That little animal was a twitching bag of spitting, snarling, frothing, hate. Fortunately, he had been indiscriminately spraying just about everything in sight and was “out of ammo” when I encountered him.
A return trip with a .22 put an end to his reign of terror.
You've just described half of the Democrat party.