If the good kids don’t have guns who’s going to stop the bad kids?
this post was submitted on 05 May 2024
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Heavily militarized police once the bad kids run out of ammo.
Only after 1.5 hours waiting outside though!!
Source: multiple school shootings
can't get the heroes to risk their lives
We don’t need to arm the teachers - just the Hall Monitors!
Hell, that hall monitor would probably do more than the police
The students should just protest the genocide in elementary, the police will never be allowed to leave. Bob’s your uncle.
I am blinded by your brilliance. Well done!
Thanks. Early onset dementia tends to focus the mind. /s
I remember the Daniel Defense (gun maker) ad with a toddler.
That's hilarious though. I grew up with guns, was in the Army, did the whole combat thing, and now I don't think we get any peace from gun violence until we return to lower power ammunition and bolt action/revolver/lever action weapons as the cap on civilian firepower. (Basically take the spring out from behind the bolt. So you have to manually chamber the next round.)
And if anyone wants to wield something heavier they need to show up for drill and annual training. But they don't get to take those weapons home.
That way we have our well regulated militia, and legitimate hunting/self defense weapons without also arming every murder-suicide mental health case with enough firepower to make an entire police department stare at their shoes and pretend they don't have a duty to kick that door.
But what happens when I need to fight the army with my assault rifle in conventional warfare? What am I gonna do, wage guerilla warfare and mind my ammo like some fucking communist?
Guess you'd have to manually rack that next shot while they aim their tanks and missiles at you. Good luck ig.
Urgh, gives me conniptions...
Sick fucks and their twisted sense of humor.
I wish I knew who they were so I could thank them for the laugh.
It’s like I’m looking at a line from a Pretty Reckless song, but it’s not about a party.
