Protecting Our Liberties

It is early morning. As you head into the kitchen for a cup of coffee, you stop to pull a blanket over your son who is sleeping in the living room.

Suddenly, your unlocked front door is kicked down and a dozen masked men in black swarm into the house, screaming and pointing assault rifles threateningly at you. Forced to the ground with a gun to your head, you ask through terrified tears, “who are you?”, but there’s no response. And then you hear a gun fired in the living room. Have terrorists shot your son?