Zero Fucks Given: Achievement Unlocked

 h/t Mike

HISTORY: Replete with examples of sonsofbitches
dumb enough to flip that switch.

What's to come in the event of a miscarriage of justice, and Kyle Rittenhouse is given anything less than the keys to the city, and a marksmanship award, for cleaning up the streets which the cops there signally failed to undertake?

THIS:

"Furk them all. Go for broke. Gonna take out one? Take them all out. Go on a full-blown killing spree/vendetta/bloodletting that would make even a commie blush in shame. Kill them all, God will know His own.

One skateboarder or head-kicker or pistol-armed idiot amongst a pack of hell-bound rioters and looters comes to attack you? Kill the attacker, kill the people supporting the attacker, kill the rest of the burn-look-murder group. Kill the ones on the front lines. Kill the ones in the back passing stuff forward. Especially kill the ones holding the cell phones up and who are calling the shots. Kill. Kill. Kill. Why not? What’s the worst they can do to you? Give you 20 death penalties that will take 30-40 years for the courts to work out all the appeals and issues. 30 life-sentences? Gee, past a certain point, what does it matter?

What matters is if they make self-defense illegal, then who cares. Take everyone out. Go down the local lefty enclave and pop the judges, the prosecutors, the city commissioners, the mayors, the teachers, the lawyers, pop everyone. Get the doctor who called for the vaxx. Get the nurse who wouldn’t admit a loved one because they were unvaccinated. Pop everyone who’s supported all the wrong decisions in the last 40 years. Biden bumperstickers, BOOM. Hillary stickers or Obama stickers? BOOOOM BOOOOM BOOOOM. FBI agent? BOOOOM. BATFE agent? BOOOOOM and burn with fire. DEA? BOOOM. TSA? BOOOM.

Past a certain point, what can they do to you? If they’re going to hang you for self defending, then they might as well hang you for everything else.

They don’t understand that the concept of self defense is the last thing holding the (to them) great unwashed idiot inbred flyoverists and red staters from just saying “Copulate this” and expending a lot of their personal horde of freedom seeds and flammable objects.

Screw it. Gonna kill the rule of law? Then you’d best be ready for a lot of righteous killing."

That singularly perfect answer, courtesy of Beans, over at Divemedic's blog.

It won't be from someone sitting on their haunches after a ritual clubbing either. Oh, no it won't.

It will be head shots from 300m, and torso hits from twice that range. Anyone moving towards that shooter can expect the same medicine. 

Turn and run? You'll only die tired. 

The police suddenly find a pair, and think to move on that position? Best be well-mounted, and leave the married men behind. Most of the ones who go aren't coming back.

Siding with rioters is being a rioter. Cops included. No mercy, and ZFG. Headshots.

No Level IV kevlar faceplate? Sucks to be you, Officer Jackboots. New cops can be hired for a dime a dozen, and the batch that replaces you is likely to be at least one standard deviation brighter than the current crop, if only for knowing who actually butters their bread. And at the end of the day, it ain't the mayor or city council. You're about to find out - in a way guaranteed to get through your heads - what the "consent of the governed" really means, when its revocation is delivered at 3000fps, in precision increments measured in minutes-of-angle. Pay attention, or ignore this advice at your own peril.

Rocking your cellphone video? You're an instigator. Headshot.

Standing around with your hands in your pockets? Here's your surprised look, in perpetuity. Headshot achievement unlocked.

Hooting and hollering with the crew? Headshot.

You're on the field of battle? You get treated as a combatant. We don't care if you've got a walking cane, a baby in your arms, or you're wearing angel wings and a halo. 

Part of the crowd? You're gonna get crowd controlled. Headshots.

Stay your asses home, and stop your burn-loot-murder bullshit, or get back on the non-violent porch, and go hoot and holler at city hall, with 200 cops around you. Or else.

Riot because Rittenhouse gets acquitted? Same medicine.

You wanted those rules, you got 'em, and what you're about to find out is that it isn't just one 17-year-old kid, you've got a tens of millions of would-be Rittehouses out here, many of them itching and salivating for the opportunity to count coup on your skulls, and only the tissue-thin curtain of "rule of law" holding them back.

Which same has been torn down and used for asswipe by the D.A.s in fucked up Minnesota and Wisconsin twice now. Fair enough. You wanted to reset the rules. Now reap that whirlwind.

You motherfuckers called the tune, and you'll damned sure pay that piper, and it won't be just once time, in one place. It's going to be for keeps, everywhere you societal septic tank escapees overflow onto the streets that decent people built, because you foolishly thought you could.

It should have been instructive that the time limit for hijacking airplanes and crashing them into buildings expired in less than 90 minutes, and was thwarted by housewives and businessmen with butterknives and rolled up newspapers. The next idiot who tried it was squashed to death under 27 passengers. No charges were even filed. They probably even got a frequent flier mileage bonus. You'll not only rest assured we'll be bringing better hardware to your next soirée, you'll Rest In Peace because of exactly that if you don't learn from it. You think your mob will win? Bring it. You might get one of us in a rush, but not before they make your head into a canoe. 

You think there's enough of you brave enough to face that?

Go back to pissing in your own cornflakes, or else wearing Depends to catch what runs down your legs will be standard rioter attire from here on out. And maybe duct tape turbans, to contain the headsplatter and flying skull fragments that will surely follow.

And if you're slow learners, the monuments we make of your bleached skulls afterwards will stand for centuries, and the first ones yapping about tearing them down will have their own skulls added to the pile. In haste.

We'll call it "The Tree of Liberty".

As Bracken warned sagely months back:

"People who don't know what "minute of angle" means, shouldn't screw around with people who do."

Experience is always the cruelest headmaster. And the bell for bringing class into session is about to be rung. It won't be unrung short of epic culling of retards, and once that genie is uncorked, no one has any idea where it ends.

"Piles of brass, mountains of skulls, and rivers of blood" is a pretty safe bet.