Close Boston-area moonbat relative today: "I don't have a gun. What am I supposed to do?"
She was not expressing regret over not having one. It was more a case of, "where are the protector people?"
I had hopes for them. Not anymore. They will learn nothing. It's a very strange religion.
Is she staying behind doors today? Then she might as well be outside on a nice walk around the neighborhood with the kids for all the help she'd be to them if the monster was sneaking around her house.
Long answer: Cower in the closet and kiss your ass goodbye.
Short answer: Die.