I remember a latino colleague of mine some two decades ago telling me a story about being in Florida. He bumped into a guy (edit: at a latino club, perhaps with some organized crime attachment with the individual) and felt his weapon. He was like, “excuse me sir”; both knowingly what had happened. An armed society is a polite society.

I remember a latino colleague of mine some two decades ago telling me a story about being in Florida. He bumped into a guy (edit: at a latino club, perhaps with some organized crime attachment) and felt his weapon. He was like, “excuse me sir”; both knowingly what had happened. An armed society is a polite society.

I remember a latino colleague of mine some two decades ago telling me a story about being in Florida. He bumped into a guy (edit: at a club) and felt his weapon. He was like, “excuse me sir”; both knowingly what had happened. An armed society is a polite society.

I remember a latino colleague of mine some two decades ago telling me a story about being in Florida. He bumped into a guy at a club and felt his weapon. He was like, “excuse me sir”; both knowingly what had happened. An armed society is a polite society.

I remember a latino colleague of mine some two decades ago telling me a story about being in Florida. He bumped into a guy and felt his weapon. He was like, “excuse me sir”; both knowingly what had happened. An armed society is a polite society.