If you happen to be in or near one of those (I would have thought already thoroughly anti-fascist) towns into which antifa has promised to bring the light of riot and revolution, stay armed, stay careful, and you might consider staying away.
As for me I suspect November 4 will always be remembered as the day we call “Saturday.” Problem is, I’m usually wrong. So if we all end up liberated by our new black-hoodied overlords, I guess we’ll be happy we listened so long ago and stocked up on ammo. Hey?
One possibility…
Carrying two extra mags today just in case.
I almost forgot about the mouse uprising.
“Bring pots and pans, flashlights, glow sticks, lanterns, signs, banners,”
Not the glow sticks. PLEASE not the glow sticks! This is all very frightening.
I have mentioned elsewhere that if you avoid “inner city locations” you will likely not run into these pansies. They’ll be where the media can find them.
My wife was worried about Cincinnati. I told her I doubted it had enough college kids to make much of a show.
The antifa folks evidently couldn’t find their way out of Mom’s basement… not a peep about them in the “news” this morning. And I sort of figure there would be if anyone had showed up for their little tantrum. Maybe they got confused by the time change. Heaven knows I am… woke at 2 AM, and then realized it was supposed to be only 1 AM… grumble, grumble
Guess I missed the revolution. Oh well, maybe I’ll catch it next time.
I think about eight showed in Porkland. They wanted to cross the Hawthorne bridge but were denied. Blocked traffic a couple of minutes, and went home.