I'm walking through a military installation with a Glock the size of a horse's penis in my right hand. To my left, I hear a man yelling hysterically and pounding on a pane of aluminum siding. I'm in a parking lot. There's a patch of ice on the ground. I'm sliding my feet, basketball defense-style, trying to see what's going on. A white wall or water heater screens my view. I plant my feet and raise my gun, and clasp both hands around it, just like I've... More >>>