The argument that having a gun makes you able to protect yourself has always been a bit of a nonsense in many of the situations where it's claimed it will "save yor", for example having a gun on you doesn't help if someone pulls theirs first or you've got your hands full, or you have to spend several second fumbling to get your gun from being "safe" to usable, having a huge honking gun on your back doesn't make you safer against someone who doesn't care if they die, it just means you're probably going to be the first person they shoot after they've killed the trained security guard/police officer next to you (and if they don't, when the police/swat teams arrive you're going to treated as a priority suspect and likely shot by them*)
Even Police and trained military personal have been killed despite being "on duty" armed and supposedly ready, because the shooter is someone they didn't spot, didn't assess as a threat, or was simply faster for whater reason (better training, better familiarity with the gun, no hesitation in pulling the trigger, or had a smaller gun that was simply easier to aim quickly).
This is all very true, and difficult situations often don't play out the way you expect, or as they do 'in the movies' so to speak.
I've often laid in bed at night wondering what would have happened, after I experienced an absolute ******* nightmare in the US back in 2017, which I've never written about in here, but I've always wondered, 'if I'd have had a gun with me, would I really have been any safer?'
I do a lot of landscape photography (some of my stuff is in the photography forums), a lot of which is in deserts and over the years I've become somewhat of a specialist in Death Valley and the general area, specifically with ghost towns and old gold mining camps, many of which require lots of 4x4ing to reach, and aren't listed anywhere.
To cut a long story short, I'd been Jeeping in up in the hills for 2 days, had to swap a flat tyre and was running very late, it was about midnight by the time I got down and back onto tarmac and started to drive back to LA. On the way back I was on Panamint Valley road (around 1am) and suddenly a car appeared behind me, really close weaving around behind me flashing it's lights, driving really close, nobody around anywhere, no mobile signal.
After around 5 mins he sped past me which nearly put us both in a ditch, then got right in front of me and slammed the brakes on - partially blocking the road (which was a narrow mountain pass) forcing me to stop, at this point - I had no idea what he wanted. He quickly jumped out and ran up to my driver side window.
A young hispanic guy, in a small hatch back with Arizona plates - he was asking if I could give him a lift to the gas station as he was about to run out of gas, the nearest gas station was about another 30 miles up the road in a place called Trona, I told him 'Sorry mate, I'm off to LA' meanwhile he's looking through the back windows of the Jeep and he had his hand in his pocket like something was in there. (about 20ks worth of Phase One medium format photography equipment)
He then told me to get out of the car, so I just gunned it - didn't even think, just hit the gas and left him stood there, eventually he catches up with me (4x4 Wrangler isn't the best choice for a car chase) where he tried to force me off the road for about 10-15 miles or so, basically all the way back to Trona, where he then gave up about 5 miles before I got there, and stopped - god knows where he went. When I got close to the town I found the Sherriff, pulled in and spoke to them, made a report and stuff, never heard from them again.
(Cool story bro)
I've often wondered, 'would a gun have helped me at all' I honestly don't really think it would have, in hindsight I could have had a 9mm in the glovebox, got the drop on him as he approached. But in reality, I'm just a guy who works in I.T, I do shoot guns (a lot) and I'm a member of a gun club (Scottsdale Arizona) but I'm not a cop, I just don't have the training to deal with a situation like that.
In hindsight it's easy to think 'I would have done X or Y' but when a stressful situation like that occurs, fear takes it's toll - you freeze up, your thought process isn't the same as when you're bragging with your mates in the pub, fear is very very hard to control. I'm generally not a scardy cat at all, play Rugby, I'm pretty physical and strong (I have a criminal record for affray so I'm no stranger to having a tear up) but when something like that happens when you're on your own and not expecting it, it's a different kettle of fish altogether, I'm lucky I didn't freeze up and just sit there.
For a gun to have been useful in that situation, I would have to practise my draw, constantly, take god knows how many lessons and defense classes, and keep it up - year after year, in order to be effective, in terms of getting an effective shot, and/or dealing with the situation in a way which wouldn't result in me being killed, or ending up in jail for getting the whole thing wrong.
I've thought about that night, thousands of times, every other night I think about it - who the guy was, where is he now, what did he want, I've even driven past that same spot twenty times and I wonder each time how many different ways it could have played out, but in the end I'm alive.