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A number of years ago I found myself in Chicago, mid-winter and facing some of the coldest temperatures on record for the city. It was cold. I mean bone-chilling, hardcore cold that I had never experienced before. If my memory serves me correctly, with windchills figured into the mix, the temps were in the -25 range. It was cold.

I had left my hotel to walk down the street to meet a potential client at an Irish bar and quickly realized that I had better hurry and get there or I was going to die. Coming to Chicago from Florida left me underdressed for the weather. With snow blowing hard, wind whipping as it does in Chicago, I made it as far as I could go before I had to get out of the weather. I remember being able to see the pub ahead of me but it didn’t matter. I wasn’t going to make it another few feet without warming up so I reached for the wide double glass doors in front of me and stepped inside.

I’ll never forget the beautiful woman, dressed to the nines, walking over to me and asking what I was doing outside dressed with a flimsy leather jacket and no hat or gloves. I told her I was from Florida and in town on business and heading to the Irish pub to meet a client and asked if it was alright to hang out a few minutes and warm-up. She kindly offered me a hot cup of coffee and I obliged.

It hadn’t yet dawned on me what kind of business this was until I glanced to my right and found myself staring at a beautiful, shiny, brand new Ferrari. To the left of the Ferrari, was a Lamborghini and further to the left I noticed what appeared to be a Bugatti Veyron. There were a few other cars but I couldn’t get past the Bugatti. The Ferrari had a sticker on it at around $477,000 and as the woman returned with the cup of coffee, I jokingly asked her if they accepted American Express for their car purchases! I took a few pictures of the car when she laughed and said, yes and asked if I wanted one. Chuckling through that question, I inquired about the Bugatti over in the corner when she told me the price was “near $2 million.”

I also remember seeing what looked like jewelry cases but was too fascinated by the incredible automobiles on the floor to pay it much mind. That’s strange for me as anyone who knows me will tell you I am a wrist watch aficionado and would have enjoyed that display as much as the automobiles.

The staff was very kind and the woman who had brought me the coffee offered me a knit cap. I accepted, thanked the staff for their kindness allowing me to fondle the millions of dollars of incredible machinery on their floor, opened the door and moved as quickly as I could to the warm pub down the street and a Guinness, or three.

I mention this for a reason. As I sit here in the AAR studios preparing for this evening’s national radio broadcast, I am alerted to an ABC 7 Eyewitness News story in Chicago. It seems a couple of Chicago’s finest dirtbags, one with his pants hanging off of his ass and carrying smash and grab tools, the other wielding a handgun, robbed that high end dealership (I am assuming it’s the same one) of the watches in the case. Both individuals calmly walk in, ignore the staff and customers, go directly to the display case, smash it open and take 8 watches valued in the millions before calmly walking out. A couple of staff members gave chase with no luck.

According to ABC 7, Chicago top-cop David Brown said this in a weak and pathetic attempt to deter criminals from this type of activity, “If you come downtown or anywhere else to engage in disorderly conduct or other crimes, you will be arrested,” said CPD Supt. David Brown on Friday.” What he shouldn have said was, “If you come downtown or anywhere else to engage in disorderly conduct or other crimes, you will be rewarded with millions of dollars in luxury watches.”

According to Fox News, shop co-owner Joe Parillo said, “He was smart enough not to raise the gun, because my people had guns. If he raised that gun, he would have been shot, we’d probably be in court defending ourselves.” Parillo continued, “We’re here to run a legitimate business, not be a western shootout.” His partner, Joe Abbas added, “I have little kids. I don’t want to get shot here.”

Both owners vented their frustration with the “leadership” running the city with Perillo adding, “If they don’t do anything about this, they’re going to lose a lot of businesses. They lost Macy’s. They’re losing Neiman Marcus. They may lose this store,” he said.

My mind went to the encounter I had with the staff at that location several years earlier. That nice woman who brought me coffee and the others there who assisted a stupid, under-dressed, out-of-towner trying to stay warm. I can only imagine how terrified they would have been.

Americans are not going to put up with this much longer. That sentiment is palpable across the nation. This type of activity can be stopped and a warning shot fired at those who are committing these crimes. The partners that own this shop have a right to defend their livelihood with deadly force and Mr. Parillo did mention his “men had guns.” He also mentioned if they were used, “we’d probably be in court defending ourselves.”

That tells me that the owners are likely afraid to use them out of fear of what the gun-hating, criminal protecting, Socialists running that city for a century would do to them for defending their livelihoods. That must change. Unfortunately it’s going to take some brave men and women who ARE willing to shoot to stop the threats against their livelihoods and their lives.

The only message thugs understand is a response of equal or greater violence. I can assure those citizens who find themselves in that situation, the American people will have their backs. The woke mob is a tiny percentage of our population, fueled to the appearance of greater numbers by a sympathetic, left wing media driving their destructive narratives.

When a large number of these criminal gang members wind up writhing in pain and bleeding out on the floor of their intended store targets, the message will be loud and clear. We’re not going to take this shit anymore and if you walk in here, it may be your graveyard. Until a few of these losers start winding up toe-tagged in the morgue where they belong, the free-for-all will continue.