My wife, my brother (immunocompromised) and myself are the only pure bloods left. The majority of my family got it because of work coercion prior to SC ruling but they aren't karens by any means.
However, this one family friend of ours, she has two kids and her husband is a cuck. She has no idea that my wife and I are not jabbed so she assumes it's safe to go on a rant about how unjabbed should be rounded up and taken to "isolation centers" until we get the jab and how society should ban us from everything etc. Her pussy husband nodding and agreeing to everything she says like a good dog.
I let her finish her rant and responded: "Who is going to enforce this? You keep saying "we". Who is "we"?"
She responds: I don't know. The police
I told her that if she wanted to round up the unvaccinated she could start with trying to put her hand on my wife and see how long her head would remain on her shoulders while staring at her husband.
Just as I expected, the cuck did nothing. She said nothing and they shut their mouth for the next 30 mins they were there.
I stared at the husband nearly the entire time the little dog couldn't even look at me.
If you encounter these types, make them feel like their life is on the edge until they realize how real shit can get when they speak like that.
These people watch too many movies and think it's a joke out there. As if making the claim that someone can just walk into your home and round up you and your family is going to be easy as pie. They realized very quickly what raw violence feels like without physically feeling the pain.
I can't begin to tell you how freaking glorious this story is. You speak of the raw violence. That. That right there is what no one is expecting when they talk like the woman in your story. Raw violence.
A real man is one who has learned to control the monster inside of him. But if the time comes, to become that monster to protect his family. The unspeakable horrific acts I would commit to protect my family from any threat would make any snowflake throw up, from how sick they would feel to their stomachs, when I paint that image of what that would look like for them if they were to put a single hand on any of my loved ones.
They have no idea who they're dealing with.