Uh, Locked And Loaded For What?

So several times over the past week or so I’ve read the following posts akin to this one on Facebook and elsewhere regarding the riots in Baltimore:

“I can’t believe they let those thugs do that. That would never happen here. Anyway, I’m locked and loaded here in Clodhopper County. “

I obviously changed the name of the county but I’ve seen similar comments from all over these United States of ‘Merica.

I guess my question is this. What the hell are you locked and loaded for? The horde of angry black folk who are going to storm your property, steal your valuables and run off with your women?

Mercy.

I read this same nonsense during the violence in Ferguson, Missouri. I swear to God I picture some poor redneck down in Scioto County* sitting on his porch all night with his shotgun, just waiting for the rush of angry brothers rampaging into his yard.

The riots are 400-miles away, bro. No need to be skeered.

Good God, men. Get yourself together.

*Sorry Scioto County. I swear I picked you randomly.

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