In all happenings, it matters who you know. In the Boston manhunt, one man was hunted and thousands (somewhere I read it was thousands) of battle dressed men converged to find that one.
To confiscate guns all over the country, there won't be thousands for one smallish area (smallish compared to the whole country). It would be up to the local cops first to disarm their city. I would expect cops familiar to a certain area would head up the confiscation of guns in that area. That makes sense.
Do you have a connection with certain cops? Do they already know you and you're a good guy to them? Maybe you visit back and forth. It is possible then, in a gun confiscation scenario, you give them something and they take that with a wink and that's it.
In Johnny's case, I think they would skip his house, say they had already been there and that he's just a good guy who lives by himself and watches out for others, and feeds the neighbors sometime. They already know he is a calming influence in that neighborhood. They also know him well enough that they don't want to rile him and have a problem. It's best to pass by a hornet's nest and they know it right now. He is an asset to them.
What I'm saying is, every individual situation is different. I have a lady who lives across from me and she liked my husband very much and it distressed her when he died. We have a sort of pact - we leave each other alone but if a problem comes up, we both know one would help the other which we both have three times.
If we have a hurricane this year, I'll make sure she has some hot food and hot coffee as she is terrible when it comes to even prepping for a hurricane. She doesn't know what I have and still won't even though I feed her and the son.
I don't know a cop but she was married to one who is still on the force and their son lives with her. If there was a problem here, the force would make sure she and the son was okay and she would make sure they included me. I have police insurance by proxy. If they had to remove guns in here, they would apologize they had to knock on my door and bother me with a silly question about guns. It's obvious I am so old, I'm afraid of guns. I would ask them if they wanted my little pink pepper spray in my purse, then I would ask if they wanted a bottle of water to take with them. MAKE A PLAN.
Although the lady across the street and I are friends, she knows absolutely nothing about anything I have and it will stay that way.
I think you can help yourself by becoming “friends” with a cop or someone connected to cops. My situation happened by accident of her living across from me and having interaction with my husband and me. She is a smart woman and we mentally connected.
Look around you and see if there is something you can do to ingratiate yourself with the law community but keep what you have to yourself. It's sort of a “know your enemy” approach, make friends with those you want to feel good about you. For goodness sake, don't tick them off. You need them to like you.
If the local constabulary wants to search my house, they can break their hearts and minds with the mind-numbing boringness of it. IF they have a warrant. No muss, no fuss. That's what lawyers and courts are for.
No warrant? No search.
/johnny
Wise words. Thank you.
I just found out that we have opened a new gun range in town. It’s for the cops to practice. However, if you belong to the NRA, they will let you pay annual dues and use the range any time it’s available, which is a lot.
One part of me thinks ok that would be a good thing to do. Get to know some cops like you said.
The skeptic in me says on the other hand, they’ll know you have a gun, and when the disarmament orders go out, the NRA members will be first to get the visit, and made an example of.
When the great confiscation happens, I am sure that there will be martyrs - they will want to make some examples of resisting citizens to scare the others into compliance.
I don’t own a gun, and have never fired a gun, but I have kicked a peeper in the face, and scared off a burglar with my banshee screech at him to get out.
As it turns out the police chief of my town-of-7000 lives right across the street from me.