I don't think anyone's going to argue that a bullet will trump muscle every time.
Most of us don't walk around with guns, though....
In Phoenix, it's legal to carry a concealed weapon with a permit, and I've considered it, but never been in a situation where I regret not having one.
It might be because I live in the suburbs and my only dangerous enounters are with suburban milfs who don't know how to drive SUV's but I'm not the type to get in to confrontations.
People generally get out of my way for things......in the gym, in the grocery store, wherever......
People these days are non-confrontational and soft, IMO.
If you have have a decent amount of muscle, people are very wary of bothering you......
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Maybe it's a side affect of living in the dirty south. For the most part people are very nice here, but we also have an abundant amount of rednecks. All cities have rednecks but in the south it's just more amplified.
Me, I've had a gun put directly on my forehead, I was 19. The guy was the stereotypical redneck to a tee. About 280lbs, muscle covered in a thick layer of fat. Fishnet hat, beard, overalls with no shirt on underneath, and drunk beyond belief.
When that gun made it's way to my forehead, I kept my cool and didn't show my fear, but inside I'm not going to lie...I was very concerned and that's putting it lightly.
I had a gun too, but it was in my hand down to my side when he pulled his. To this day I really do believe that idiot was about to shoot me. My friends are what saved me. There were 8 of us in all, we all had guns. He was so drunk though that it took him a few minutes for this to register and to realize all 7 of the other guns were pointed at him. Once he realized he ran off like a little girl pissing his pants...but I'm shocked to this day that he didn't shoot me, but hey, at least he would've been mowed down too...not that, that really helps me lol!
I've had a gun pointed at me one other time in my life, that was at a party when I was in college. Big fight broke out and one thing led to another. Anyway, the other story is my favorite...not favorite as in I actually liked it, just saying.