In a land filled with cheese, baguettes and general stereotypes of snootiness, there are also citizens who pack heat. Let’s follow one of them as he encounters violent Muslim migrants on a bridge. If this were a fairytale, they’d be called trolls. I just want that stated.
Armed with bats and swaggers, the group of trollish Muslim migrants approach the man (he wasn’t alone, obviously, because someone was filming the encounter), to start a ruckus. I say “ruckus” because, based on the aforementioned “swaggers” I doubt they were going to chat about the latest football (soccer) game or the best way to rid one’s garden of voles. But I’m racist.
Showing great restraint, the Frenchman put his hand on his pistol. He didn’t take it out, aim, and shoot the punks like a spaghetti western. Yes, okay, I was a little disappointed in that, too. I wanted to see some action. Alas, this is real life.
Turns out all the Frenchman had to do was lay a hand on his pistol and the group of trollish Migrants backed off. Because what’s the great equalizer when faced with a pack of bridge migrants looking to eff you up? Hint: it’s not a bottle of wine. Double hint: it isn’t a gun-free zone sign. The winner is a loaded gun. Effective even when not fired.
So while Europe is being invaded by migrants, while women in Sweden and Germany are being raped by migrants, some Europeans like the Frenchman above, are taking their self-preservation in their own hands via a gun. He’s also changing French stereotypes. Two birds.
Speaking of how awesome guns are, Obama, our dearest leader in chief, wants to take them from you. But don’t worry, he lies about it.