The Spirit of Self-Defense [by John Derbyshire]

At the very least, count the shots and jump him reloading or changing hands. Better yet, just jump him. Handguns aren't very accurate, even at close range. I shoot mine all the time at the range, and I still can't hit squat. I doubt this guy was any better than I am. And even if hit, a .22 needs to find something important to do real damage—your chances aren't bad.
Yes, yes, I know it's easy to say these things: but didn't the heroes of Flight 93 teach us anything? As the cliche goes—and like most cliches. It's true—none of us knows what he'd do in a dire situation like that. I hope, however, that if I thought I was going to die anyway, I'd at least take a run at the guy. "(original article at the National Review Online)
5 comments:
this guy knows whats up!
true.
he looks like a humky stud of a man!!
this dude used to be rambo back in nam.
I met this dude back in Nam and all I have to say is he's all sac and no weng. It's like he's got these huge horse testicles and a baby's weiner.
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