I go to the range every week now that I am retired. Last Thursday I stopped in a gun store in Marion, NC on the way home. I have sent in there a few times just to look. On the door as you go in is Calvin pissing on Polisi sticker on the door and Trump shirts hanging on display. I am looking at stuff and some old fat fuck is filling out forms. Anyway to make a long story short I asked about the 30 cal machine gun on display and related a story about how the mechanics mounted a huge ass 50 cal on their HUMVEE when I was in Iraq. The old fat fuck into into how Cubans are ingenious on fixing things and how we need to make them the 51st state. The shop owner agreed. I asked, "hey man are you willing to signup and help with that?" The fat fuck said. " yeah sure. " So I just laughed and walked out. I have numerous gun shop stories like that. Usually I will asked, " sounds like you might have served? What unit were you with?" The response is almost always, " I was not in the military." I like to call them chickhawks because they are more than willing to send someone else into the shit but not willing to go themselves.