Well, There Goes That Clever Plan...

h/t Irish

Dear Fucktard Army minions,

The FBI has already declared you a terrorist organization.
When you telegraph your clever idea on the Internet, a week in advance, you sort of defeat the idea of nobody catching on to you.
Anybody doing any rioting on November the 4th will therefore be YOU, and "popular opinion" is liable to heavily favor simply leaving your shotgunned @$$#$ for the local police forensics squad, followed by the coroner's meat wagon.
You're welcome.
And thanks a pant-load for making IDing you by your M.O. 100% foolproof.
Good luck picking the buckshot out of your liver. Your special kind of stupid is gonna leave a mark.

Everybody else:
I note purely as a random observation that one cannot obtain ballistic information from buckshot or slugs from smoothbore weapons, and that there's little in the average city short of thick concrete or brick walls that provides cover against the latter. They penetrate both sides of car bodies as if they weren't even there.
And first aid for such wounds tends to be rather resource-intensive, in a shredded beef sort of fashion, and that it's hard to escape if one's knee(s) look(s) like something that fell into a wood chipper, and one subsequently bleeds out whilst writhing hither and yon.
Which tends to repel boarders, and  also disincline similar behavior amongst one's newly-demoralized colleagues.

Just saying.

Bring the stupid, Snowflakes. This will not turn out the way you imagine, but it will end your vexations in a way familiar to people not raised on sugarplum wishes and infantile tantrums.