A part of me misses President Obama. Granted, it’s a small part of me, but, nonetheless, I still miss him. And the part of me that misses him is really quite selfish. That part of me is dark brown, about four inches wide and six inches long. It’s made of leather and it folds in half. That’s right. If you haven’t already guessed – my wallet desperately misses President Obama. I was going over my concealed carry class records for the past few years, comparing them to what’s going on right now, and there’s a huge drop in students.
Whatever else you might say about Barack Obama: socialist, freedom hater, despises America, hates the Second Amendment with a passion. You can’t deny that he was a helluva gun salesman, probably the single greatest influence on gun sales and concealed carry in our nation’s history. Now, granted, that wasn’t his intent, but, still, it was the outcome. President Obama terrified ordinary Americans, made us feel less safe, and prompted millions into buying guns and taking firearms training.
Yes, my wallet misses Barack Obama.
In going over my records, I noticed that last January I trained 329 concealed carry students. This January I trained 50. Does that seem like a big difference to you? Last February I trained 127 and this February I trained 56. What could possible account for such a huge drop? I think it was my friend, Barry.
The election this past November was a study in ambivalence for me. On the one hand I knew we couldn’t elect Hillary Clinton or our republic was doomed. On the other hand, I knew that if Trump became President, my bank account was going to take a huge hit. And I was right. But why are people no longer buying guns and getting trained?
It’s all about fear. Fear is a huge motivator. And with the election of Trump, people are no longer afraid. Hillary would have doubled-down on all Obama’s economic policies, more Islamists would have flooded the borders, along with illegal aliens from Latin America and across the globe. In the Marine Corps we had a word for that. It’s called a cluster-@#!*. Anarchy, chaos, no one in charge making any sense whatsoever.
Trump brought hope and with hope fear tends to fade into the shadows. It’s a good thing, though my wallet screams in revolt! Now, folks, don’t get me wrong. I’m glad for the changes. I would joyously live in poverty so long as freedom could continue to reign across this great country.
Fortunately, I had the good sense to give my wife control of the checkbook last year, and she paid off all our bills and shrunk our budget down to bare bones. She’s a good woman. But what is to become of Midwest Tactical Training? I’m not that worried. My faith lies in the liberal mindset. Already they are surging across the country, protesting in the streets, burning down colleges, punching out conservatives; it’s a beautiful thing to behold – in a twisted and selfish kind of way. And come summer, with warm weather, the libs are going to go even more berserk. They’ll riot and loot en masse. All these illegal aliens will revolt, and the ISIS crowd will also join the party. And, once again, Americans will return to the gun for comfort.
So I’ll just bide my time. I know liberals are stark, raving mad and violent by nature. Time is on my side and all I have to do is sit back and watch them blow. Eventually, conservatives will figure out that Trump is not our political messiah. Sure he’ll do his best, but the libs will not lay down and cede power without a fight. It’s going to get nasty in 2017. But I’m ready for it. Are you?