You know, it never fails. They will hate you for owning/being proficient with guns. Right up until they need protection. Then all of a sudden you become their best friend.

Fuck em, says I. I'd rather be unpopular and alive, family intact, than a mainstream politically correct metrosexual fuckwad that gets dead/robbed/raped, etc. I don't like most people much anyway, WTF do I care about what they think of me, or my firearms? In time they will need me, and my proficiency. Like most, for now I'll keep my teeth together, do what I have to do to keep my rights in intact. When the time comes, I'll do what I need to do, and when they try to thank me for saving their sorry dependant asses, I'll keep my teeth together, and walk away.