I suppose I could worry about a visit from the Secret Service of even a dynamic SWAT encounter... but why? As I’ve pointed out many times, if they want me they can send a meter-maid to pick me up on her lunch break. I can’t run fast enough with this cane to get away and I’m too old and fat to crawl into a hole and hide. I don’t carry a gun anymore since my hands got so shaky I was a bigger danger to myself than any bad guy.
Come to think of it, all that makes me a perfect candidate for burning out! Yeah, that’s it! They can surround the house and fill it with CS gas, lob in a few concussion grenades then hold the fire department off until they’re sure I’m dead. Afterward they can circulate stories about my sordid past and all the violent things I had planned. Maybe even start a rumor that I had shaved my head in preparation for some major event.
I was only thinking of what a nut case you are, and evidently a murderous one, although you seem too cowardly to act yourself, so I guess the world is safe from your keyboard bravado when it comes to murdering Americans in acts of domestic terrorism.