And why only a fool wants to walk around unarmed. Sure - it didn't happen here; in fact, it happened in the pristine bastion of zero violent crime - Britain (after all since they outlawed firearms, how can there be violence?).
Yeah, I know - this will never happen to you, thinking this might happen is paranoia, blah, blah, blah. But you go head and utter platitudes to convince yourself that you are always safe, everywhere you go, that all those people you encounter, who get close to you in all those places you go mean you no harm and would never go anything violent.
Just remember that Fusilier Lee Rigby let his guard down, felt secure, crossed the street, was hit, run over, stabbed and nearly beheaded all in the land of "No violence here, thank you very much!). Just remember that one of his murderers was quoted as saying that Rigby was killed because "he was the soldier that was spotted first." You might be the first person spotted on that day that someone, anyone, for any reason, decides that your death would be adequate retribution for someone else's folly, that the cost exacted for the behavior of some one who looks like you or shares your job is your death. There is your unarmed paradise.
If it pleases you to believe it cannot happen to you, that evil will never visit your door, then lie down now and offer yourself up. For me and mine - I will keep my head up, eyes open, firearm strapped on, remain calm and, if I have to go, I will take as many of them with me as I can.
I can think of no better vehicle for a sense of peace and serenity than being ready and capable to do violence when it is necessary.
Si vis pacem para bellum.
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