Joe Bob is an odious fixture in my life. He’s abrasive, frequently profane, and he’s chosen fatalism as a political philosophy. In Joe Bob’s world view, a ban on semiautomatic rifles and/or standard-capacity magazines is a foregone conclusion. Rather than participate in preemptive political action to prevent this, he prefers to indulge in grim and counterproductive fantasies about how he’ll resist the government through force of arms.
I think Joe Bob actually wants calamity to befall us so he can be some sort of hero or martyr. It’s all quite tiresome.
His fantasy invariably involves one of two unrealistic and surreal scenarios. In the first one, he holes up under his front porch and snipes at the knees of government stormtroopers who are coming for his guns. That is, until someone gets the bright idea to simply run an APC over the front porch, thereby squishing Joe Bob and his feverish dream of getting into the history books. Continued...