The race stuff doesn't even matter if the law is enforced evenly across the board. Problem is, even if blacks are committing more of the crime, that will in turn be used to say their incarceration rates are higher "and it's a bad thing." Media will keep spinning it. My hope is that we can get past all the BS with the internet and just do what needs to be done for once.
Oh I get it, believe me. I'm a strong 2A advocate for reasons I won't get into, but nothing says equal rights more than a woman with a gun. Also, Maine is generally safe for being more woodsy, but places like Portland are completely going to shit. They had a TB outbreak just the other day from the migrant shelters. Even if you or your family aren't going into town, it also helps being prepared on hikes and whatnot. My brother was chased by a bull moose once and had to climb someone's porch.
You're absolutely right, and Portland is becoming an absolute dump. Every time we spend time there I don't quite understand why it's the defacto "best city" in Maine when Boothbay, Camden, Bar Harbor, Rome, Orono, etc. exist. I haven't taken many hikes since moving here, (moved from Seattle area), but I'll bear that in mind and I thank you for the advice. I don't often bring my 38 out, but something tells me it's time to start wearing it more often. I honestly don't care for guns, (I know I know, weird for a vet but it's true), as I grew up in East TN, and we just settled things with our fists and lived to fight another day, but so much has changed.
I'll tell you a story from way back. When my daughter was about 1, so about 13 years ago, we rented a house on American Lake in Washington. We'd often go to the playground there and burn up hours as she played. One day, while we were there playing, I noticed a skinny, lanky guy walking around with a backpack, staring into cars at kids and women and yelling at them, cursing at them at the top of his lungs. TN Poodaddy woke up, and he didn't care much for that, so I started following the guy to "have a talk" with him, at which point my wife literally begged me not to mess with him. At the time I was a rather large gym rat and still in the Army, so I looked at him and looked at me, "honey, only fuckin thing he's got on me is height and it's only by an inch or two." "Just please don't ok, something's not right with him, just please don't."
Listen to your wives fellas.....
I decided to do as she asked and called the police instead. They showed up, and we saw the whole thing unfold. He pulled a 12 inch knife out of that backpack and went at the four police, and it took two tasers to bring the skinny bastard down.
If I would have handled it the way I intended to, I suppose I wouldn't be here now, or at the very least I wouldn't be in one piece.
Everyone is armed these days, everyone's a coward, and no one respects the times when we merely settled things like men and then helped out the fella who went down. Hell, growing up we used to beat the absolute shit out of each other, bloody as hell. Then guess what we did? We'd help each other up, and usually the winner covered the loser's tab at our local IHOP in Maryville, TN! We weren't little bitches who were looking to end lives, we just wanted to settle disputes and move on.
What in the fuck happened to men in this country?
Know what you are if you kill an innocent person?
Weak
Soft
Pathetic
Disgusting
Small
I don't give a fuck if you're 7 feet tall and three hundred pounds, if you wanna hurt innocent people, that's what ya are, you're a fuckin squeak and a coward.
Once upon a time we were men, but that seems like just hazy images in the rear view now.