I ain't going out like that-

Tamara from View From the Porch says she won't go quietly when somebody intends to do her harm.

I ain't goin' out like that. Whether it's some Columbine wannabe who's heard the backward-masked messages on his Marilyn Manson discs, distressed daytrader off his Prozac, homegrown Hadji sympathetic with his oppressed brothers in Baghdad, or a bugnuts whackjob picking up Robert Frost quotes transmitted from Langley on the fillings in his molars, I am going to do my level best to smoke that goblin before my carcass goes on the pile. I am not going to go out curled into a fetal ball and praying for help that won't arrive in time.

Tamara, and anyone else that happens by- I could not have expressed this sentiment any more clearly.

But it is exactly my same intent. Be sure to read the whole thing. I especially like this bit of comment from the post;

Canadians are soft, docile, toothless creatures indoctrinated from birth that violence never solves anything, and that the best thing to do when the Morlocks come for you is to relax, offer no resistance and let them have their way with you in the hopes that they'll let you live to see a grief councillor.

To put it mildly, frak that.