Yes, since their gallant male counterparts can’t be everywhere at all times to render aid, we’ve got make certain that our babies know how to leave a bad guy severely inoperative and, if need be, kill him all by their lonesome. That is my definition of “girl power.” This is my dream: all girls of every conceivable stripe having the attitude, skill, and force to pulverize a felonious punk.
I’d like to see the following:
• One million girls flooding into martial art classes
• One million girls getting handgun training
• One million girls purchasing their own piece and getting licensed to carry it
• One million girls getting a heavy dose of common sense to avoid dangerous scenarios as much as possible
This concludes my heavenly vision.
I know this not a pleasant topic to contemplate; however, this is the world we live in, and to be forewarned is to be forearmed.
Think about how many girls would be alive and pursuing their desires today … if only they had known how to fight. And think of all the punks who would be in jail or worse … if only their victims had known how to immobilize the imbeciles.
Given the violent culture we inhabit here in the United States of Acrimony, I have purposefully raised my daughters with this maxim: When the crap hits the fan, be the fan.
Dad, one of the greatest things you can give your girl is the ability to shoot—to rock in a hard place—should the occasion ever arise. Be prepared.
If you want more 411 on raising righteous and rowdy kids in a rank day, download a copy of my book, How to Keep Jackasses Away from Daddy’s Girl. Also, check out my daughter Regis’ gun-loving apparel company, Girls Just Wanna Have Guns.