Unless life has REALLY sucked for you lately, you probably have things to give thanks for this year. I certainly do, and so does my significant other, the Evil Princess.
Please stay alert, for things like over-partied drunk drivers who partook too much of holiday cheer, as we cops have advised the citizens we’re sworn to protect since long before I pinned on a badge for the first time.
In my last entry here (see it below this one), I said “Defy the terrorists and have a great Thanksgiving.”
One of our regular blog commentators said, “I’m going to defy the terrorists by not allowing concern about them to change anything I am going to do tomorrow. I’m going to have Thanksgiving dinner, unarmed, with my family and friends at a major hotel in a major American city and I have no fear that any harm will befall us, except to our waistlines, our cholesterol levels, and my wallet.”
He and I are more in tune with each other’s way of thinking than he may realize. The EP and I aren’t going to change much, either. Wherever we go, we’re both normally armed. If we are someplace where I’m “legal to carry” and she’s not – as we were on Thanksgiving Day – she knows that the backup gun I normally carry will be readily available to her in the sort of exigent circumstance that triggers the ancient Common Law principle known as the Doctrine of Competing Harms, which will make it legal for her to wield it in defense of herself or others. The only change in that plan at the moment is that it is a second 9mm Glock instead of the usual five-shot backup .38 that lives in one of my pockets.
The next time reliable weather forecasters predict a hurricane or a monster blizzard, perhaps I shouldn’t bother to make sure the generator is working and the food and water supplies are up to date. I guess that would mean the terrorists weather won.
Umm…no. It doesn’t hurt anything, nor violate my normal routine of enjoying life immensely, to take common sense precautions when danger threatens. The reliable terrorism forecasters have given us a warning. I hope that nothing comes of it…but if anything does, we’ll be more ready than the commentator. I won’t accuse myself of paranoia if nothing happens this weekend, any more than I’ve ever done so when I took precautions after reliable weather forecasters warned of an impending hurricane or blizzard and the hurricane blew out to sea or the blizzard fizzled. When the blizzard or hurricane HIT, though, every time I was glad the extra precautions had been taken.
At the moment, the EP and I are in Chicagoland, and thankful along with millions of others that protests after the release of the dashcam video of the death of 17-year-old Laquan McDonald simmered, but did not explode into flame…yet. Today, local activists plan to demonstrate by blocking the most active retail business area of the city, on the single busiest shopping day of the year, so the potential for conflagration still exists. (And throngs of mostly unarmed shoppers present an invitingly target-rich environment to any terrorists modeling off the Nairobi incident.)
Here’s hoping that we all have a pleasant, meaningful, and PEACEFUL Thanksgiving weekend!