SnakeDoc
I learned long ago, as an IDPA range master, that old guy that only owns one pistol is to be honored and respected. He’ll be the first ‘on target’ ‘on time’ in any scenario that doesn’t require you climb 30 flights of stairs, and carry out your partner on your hip.
Well that, and he’s too old to fist fight, so he’ll likely just shoot you, and if it comes to that, you lose. He will outshoot you. (takeaway: practice with what you carry.)
I can tell you, my FRiends, most old farts wanna find their porch swing, let the tide flow where it may... and a good three fourths are doing so.
The other fourth actually gives a shit about themselves, their children, and the future of God’s amazing planet, and are willing to fathom that there is a possibility to restore America, as late as it is.
Who the hell thought we could even be considering the thought that our great land could slither into the cesspools of redistribution, fiat “Monopoly” money devaluation, and the very destruction of our engine of the greatest wealth on this planet.
The pessimist in me says: “Wake up, time to die. Game over, man.”
The optimist in me says, grudgingly: “Ya, it’s just another election year, que sera.”
The glass is mostly empty. Prepare. Remember Serajevo and the thin veneer of civility.
The awesomist in me says: “Study the way of the dragon.”
Unpredictibility is the nature of the dragon. Eastwood is The Man!!
Thank you. Carry on.