As John Ross said in his book: (I typed this out because it makes so much sense. Its on page 290 of Unintended Consequences. If you don't have a copy buy one!)
"Those are questions that each woman has to answer for herself. There is one situation, though, where I tell
the women to fight to the death. That's when the man pulls out a pair of handcuffs and says, 'Come on, I
promise I won't hurt you, this is just so you won't flail around and hurt either of us by accident. Come on, I
just want to talk, get in the van and let me handcuff you to this eyebolt here, and I promise I won't touch
you. I'm not asking you to put on a gag or anything, and since you can still scream for help, you know
you'll be safe. Come on, I got a full bar in here, and color TV, and air conditioning, great stereo, come on,
just put on the cuffs.'
"I tell women that if that ever happens, maybe the man is telling the truth, and maybe after talking to her
for a while he'll let her go and she will have had a good time drinking champagne and listening to music.
But if she gets in the van and puts her wrists in the handcuffs, she has just given up her future ability to
fight, and now it is too late." Henry realized he had been making eye contact with all the other people in the
lecture hall, just as he did when he taught a course. Now he looked directly at the professor.
"How do you spot the precise point where a society is standing at the back of the van and the State has the
handcuffs out? That's the question I'd like to see addressed by one of these philosophers we've been
studying, Professor."
As is pointed out when do you not have the option to do anything to save yourself? When you reach that point it is to late, you must act BEFORE that happens.
I see every gun ban, assault weapon ban, as another notch on the handcuffs. Every click (ban) we are more surely stuck in that van, right now I feel that my hands are still free enough to get out. But a few more bans and I am stuck for sure, left to the mercy of the person who is my captor.
"Those are questions that each woman has to answer for herself. There is one situation, though, where I tell
the women to fight to the death. That's when the man pulls out a pair of handcuffs and says, 'Come on, I
promise I won't hurt you, this is just so you won't flail around and hurt either of us by accident. Come on, I
just want to talk, get in the van and let me handcuff you to this eyebolt here, and I promise I won't touch
you. I'm not asking you to put on a gag or anything, and since you can still scream for help, you know
you'll be safe. Come on, I got a full bar in here, and color TV, and air conditioning, great stereo, come on,
just put on the cuffs.'
"I tell women that if that ever happens, maybe the man is telling the truth, and maybe after talking to her
for a while he'll let her go and she will have had a good time drinking champagne and listening to music.
But if she gets in the van and puts her wrists in the handcuffs, she has just given up her future ability to
fight, and now it is too late." Henry realized he had been making eye contact with all the other people in the
lecture hall, just as he did when he taught a course. Now he looked directly at the professor.
"How do you spot the precise point where a society is standing at the back of the van and the State has the
handcuffs out? That's the question I'd like to see addressed by one of these philosophers we've been
studying, Professor."
As is pointed out when do you not have the option to do anything to save yourself? When you reach that point it is to late, you must act BEFORE that happens.
I see every gun ban, assault weapon ban, as another notch on the handcuffs. Every click (ban) we are more surely stuck in that van, right now I feel that my hands are still free enough to get out. But a few more bans and I am stuck for sure, left to the mercy of the person who is my captor.