Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Whatcha You Gonna Do When They Come For You?

Inner Circle burned the song "Bad Boys" and it's catch phrase "Whatcha gonna do when they come for you" into the American psyche.

For a time, people would settle in on a Saturday night, crank up the surround sound and watch the TV show "Cops" bathed in that almost irresistible throbbing reggae beat. They would find humor in the antics of people whom they considered little more than trash. An evening filled with schadenfreude and a six pack caused some to feel curiously close to the oppressors wearing a uniform. The endless parade of hapless car thieves, drunks, drug dealers and hookers gave the curious sub species of human known as the "couch potato" a sense of superiority and fostered a sense of gratefulness that they were being "protected".

Ranchers fatten and protect their herds too.

I wonder if the "couch potatoes" will be just as panicked and bewildered as the more common sheep when the round up begins.

The NDAA is an end run around gun confiscation. Why bother collecting guns when there's a damn good chance you're going to have some of the more conscious balk at an illegal order? Why risk losing so many of your pawns early in the game when a good number of them will likely wind up looking like swiss cheese?

There's guys and gals just waiting for your lightly armored caravan to show up in the neighborhood and start canvassing for weapons. They've got a real itch to show you what Independence Day really looked like. Why start the party early by telegraphing your blow? You know you don't have enough men to hit every house at exactly the same time.


If you grab the people with big mouths and big hearts. The lovers of freedom. Those who believe in liberty and have decided to die on their feet rather than live on their knees. Accuse them of piracy, terrorism, child molestation. Grab them on their way to work. Make them the bogeyman. Fly them to a forgotten corner of the world.

What happens then?

The wind will go out of the sails of many who may need a leader to follow and the guns stay silent.

There is no need to confiscate guns when you take away those with the will and knowledge to use them. They're just an idle tool. No more dangerous than a rusted axe and a forgotten scythe. Or a maligned piece of paper called The Constitution of The United States.

So, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?


Shy Wolf said...

Welcome back, Catman- been missing your thought provoking posts. Glad to see you're alive and well- been wondering if something like this had happened to you.
But what to do when they come for you- not without a fight, we hope.

Catman said...

Hey Shy,

Thanks. No they haven't grabbed me yet, but I did have a secret admirer for awhile back in October. I managed to get a pic of the vehicle.

I think he was back again yesterday. Not entirely sure. Didn't see anyone today.

A couple of burly types did show up at my mom's house asking about me. That was really weird and troubling.

I'm wondering if any of the other bloggers in our vein have noticed any type of surveillance or had unusual encounters with odd people.

Mayberry said...

"Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?" Line up the front sight with the rear, exhale, squeeze trigger...