The Lafayette Theater Shooting Is Why I Carry Everywhere I Go

The Lafayette Theater Shooting Is Why I Carry Everywhere I Go

From:,  by Doug Giles,  on Jul 26, 2015,  see the article HERE.

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I don’t know about you, but I carry a gun everywhere I go. I know it sounds a wee bit paranoid, but when going to watch a movie during the dog days of summer potentially puts me at risk of getting shot by some Motel 6 drifter with a Paul Bunyan-sized ax to grind, then call me crazy but … I’m packing heat so numb-nuts can’t send me to an early meet-n-greet with Jesus. Either that or I’m just going to keep it parked at my house and watch Netflix. With a gun.

Yep, thanks to whiny and violent dipsticks no place is safe in the United States of Acrimony. Seemingly, there’s no lack of Housers, Holmes or Michael Browns in our land who’ll go from zero to Mad Max on your noggin for looking at them weird or because “the voices” told them to do so. Ergo … I’m packing.

Indeed, places that were pretty much a given a few years ago, that you could go to without fear of having a 125 grain hollow point coursing through your lung tissue, are now potential killing fields.

For instance, church: you can’t even go to church any more without keeping one eye open during the worship service because Jedediah’s now leering at you after you crapped on his interpretation of Daniel’s 70th week during prophecy class. It’s a madhouse folks. A frickin’ madhouse. So … I’m packing.

Check this out. A couple of years ago, when I lived in South Florida, I went out to run some errands one sunny morning and had to fill up my FJ Cruiser; and per my ritual, I brought my little friend, Mr. Smith & Wesson, along for the ride.

As I was pumping fuel into my FJ, I noticed this thug off to my far right shaking down customers for cash at the other pumps. Some folks gave this young, shirtless wonder some of their hard earned drachmas and others didn’t.

When one lady failed to give said mooch some money, he commenced to dropping more F-bombs on her than Rosie does when she misses her 5 p.m. feeding. He got all up in her grill, y’all. I think that’s how you say it. Oh, I forgot to tell you … this gas station wasn’t in the “hood.” It was in Aventura, surrounded by very nice homes and multi-million dollar yachts. Y’know … a “safe place.” Anyway, back to my story.

The dude is now approaching moi all ramped up and gesticulating wildly while talking to himself. Which I took to mean he’s on crack and he’s whacked. Now, since I don’t play the shakedown game, as soon as he looked at me and started coming in my direction I gave him a nice and Christian “go-to-hell look,” then lifted up my T-shirt and showed him my AirLite S&W chambered for the .357 Magnum round – and you know what? It had this amazing effect on him. All of a sudden his eyes grew big, like Buckwheat’s when he saw a ghost, and he instantly sobered up and got the heck out of Dodge.

Please, allow me to underscore my point again: I was in a fabulous neighborhood, at 8:30 in the morning, and the crap was hitting the fan; which screams to me in these Wild West days … you just never know when it’s going to go down.

You. Never. Know.


I didn’t write this, but I could have.

I carry everywhere I go too. Even now, with the North Texas temperature forecast to reach 99 today and me wearing shorts and a (tucked in) T-shirt. My little Ruger LCP will be safely nestled in its DeSantis Nemesis pocket holster and loaded with Hornady Critical Defense surprises for an evil-doer. 

I just filled up my car this morning and luckily wasn’t harassed by any street thugs, but at least I was somewhat prepared for such an eventuality. Now don’t misunderstand, I’m not a badass (in my own mind), but I am what a thug might consider a soft target; an old guy of slight build. Even in my home city (Plano, Texas, a comparatively safe environment), bad stuff can happen. Like Mr. Giles says: You. Never. Know. And that’s why you won’t see me naked (sans handgun) in public ever again.




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10 Responses to The Lafayette Theater Shooting Is Why I Carry Everywhere I Go

  1. Hardnox says:

    A good and sober post. Good advice too.

    The root problem is that thugs and wannabe thugs know in advance that there is virtually no penalty for bad behavior. Thug culture is even promoted.

  2. Buck says:

    Similar has happened to me. Same ending.

  3. haldonahue says:

    LOL Oh Dougie, what a timid and frightened man you are. Hunker down in your house with a gun or lug one around with you because you are scared. I have a hint for you. Best watch out because if that guy was not just mentally challenged, you have now made yourself a target. On the street guns are worth cash. It must be very, very sad to live with such fear and personal loathing?

    • Saltwater says:

      Yes, one must never own a gun. There is never any need to protect oneself. No one has ever been assaulted while going about their peaceful business in public. Lord knows that reports of violent home invasions are just fictional musings of bored newscasters.

      So, just divest yourself of all potentially valuable items and bad things will never happen because you are so bold and courageous.

      As Bill Engvall would say, “Here’s your sign.”

    • Kathy says:

      Hey everybody, Hal’s here. He crawled out of the bushes where he usually hides to come out and attack someone he disagrees with on guns. Keeping it personal, just like he always does.

    • Crawfish says:

      Hal simply hasn’t been paying attention to the actions of the sons of Obama. Nor has he acknowledged how many lives and how much property is saved by legal gun owners such as myself.
      Yes, I have stopped a home invasion in a very good neighborhood with the simple act of racking the bolt of an M-1 carbine.

    • Hardnox says:

      Hal, I thought you died of AIDS long ago. Those treatments must be working.

      Do you have a fire extinguisher at home?

  4. Clyde says:

    H.Jesus Christ. Beelzebub hasn’t taken you, Hal ? Apparently, you haven’t been mugged yet. Good to see you are as dense as ever, though.

  5. vonmesser says:

    Only place I don’t carry is when I go on base.