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It’s 2026, halfway through Harris’ first full term, and things seem to be going well. The riots and turmoil and violence of the Trump era seem a distant memory. You feel guilty that you’re more comfortable now than you were then, but you are.
Besides, you have more important things to be worried about. A wife and a beautiful baby girl. Things have been strained financially but that bubbly laugh at the end of the day makes it all worth it. Sure tax rates have gone up a bit but you have a good job, you’re stable.
You still retain your firearms from the pre 2020 era. You felt like a real rebel when you didn’t register them with the ATF during the required window. You haven’t shot in years and you’ll never take them out of the safe again, but they lend you comfort.
“If I really need them, they’re there”. And thankfully you got yours before 24’, because they’re basically impossible to purchase now. Same with ammo, but it’s not like you’re doing any target shooting. You feel the few thousand rounds of range reloads are plenty.
You don’t keep up with politics like you used to, Youre a family man after all, but you do still follow some right wing social media accounts. Or you did, until they all started disappearing. And this time they didn’t come back. No new accounts to take their place.
You’d heard whispers of Gun confiscations a few years back, but people always talk right? They probably got caught up in some other illegal activity, maybe struck their girlfriend? Brandished? Door to door raids are just sensationalism.
Besides, you don’t hear abt them now. You don’t hear about much of anything. It’s been about a year since Trump was convicted on several corruption and treason charges. Last you heard he was being moved to a military prison somewhere out of the country, for his safety.
You realize you haven’t even seen a photograph of him since. The media doesnt even mention his name anymore. They did at first, in showing all the “evil” we overcame as a nation. Now the framing is different. A “return to form” for America. You know it was never like this..right?
Never mind all that though, dinner is ready. You walk in to a beaming smile from your wife and a big laugh from your baby daughter. Everything is just fine. Until your phone buzzes. It’s a motion alert from your doorbell camera. You almost always ignore them, but something tells
You to check this one. You open your phone and through the shitty night vision you think you can see the outline of two large black trucks....armored trucks? You realize you’ve been hearing the faint sound of an idiling Diesel engine for some time now.
Before you can even really think about what’s happening there’s a pounding on the door. A man yelling to open the door, followed by an acrynom you feel you’ve heard before, but couldn’t place if you tried. Your wife looks at you in fear. Your daughter crying. The door pounding
You knew this day would come. You thought you had a plan. “I’ll bravely stand my ground, it’s my constitutional right”. Well you’re here now. So is your wife. So is your daughter. The man announces he is going to break the door in. You think about your rifle in your safe.
Do you even remember how to load it? Do you have mags handy? Then you look at your daughter, and you see a future you would miss. Her first words, first steps, first day of school. Your mind is made up, you can’t just throw that all away
It won’t be a last stand. It won’t even be a million tiny wacos. It’s going to be a years long process undertaken by well funded and well organized departments who know when your family is home.
