"Well the guy is pouring gasoline everywhere and kept playing with his zippo lighter screaming about how he's burning my house down, I have to go talk to him if I want to push back on his plan"
I already enlisted once, and I'm stuck in a red state. I would happily move to a solid blue state and turn my firearms toward the redcoats if it came to a civil war.
Not once in my enlistment, such as it was, did I question what was in the pants of fellow service members.
Nor did I question their capabilities when they were needed.
Because I'm not an insecure idiot with the maturity of a child.