It was about 1:00 pm in a suburb of Loganville, Georgia .
The mother of nine year-old twins noticed movement outside of her home as she glanced downward through a window in her upstairs office. Immediately alarmed, she moved closer to the window to get a clearer view and there she saw a strange man peering intently through the downstairs window into her home.
Her thoughts going immediately to the safety of her children, she urgently pulled the.38 caliber revolver from its hiding place and surged into the other room to gather the twins. Terrified, she called her husband and corralled her children into an attic crawl space just as the sound of a crash reverberated through her home.
The terrifying intruder was now in the home with both her and her young.
As the intruder searched throughout the home, it became obvious that the man was not seeking their property so much as he was seeking either her or her children for something even more nefarious. She cocked the revolver as the sound of the man grew closer; she shushed her children as she urgently whispered to her husband.
As the door knob turned, the delicate woman's thoughts flew through all of the possibilities and all of the possible outcomes. None of them were pleasant, but as terror surged though her, another feeling took over. A mixture of outrage coalesced with the fury of a mother's cold rage at the threat to the thing that meant more to her than anything else in the world.
Time slowed down painfully as the door creaked open; now the man was before her, a large shadow standing in the doorway with malice oozing from his silhouette. She said nothing, but gasped as the terror within her surged into and embraced the evil man. Too late, he shockingly recognized what was happening.
The hunter had just become the quarry.
Staring into his face, trembling only a little, was the cold steel of a .38 caliber revolver, and it was not afraid. As he jerked forward towards the woman and her brood, the weapon spit fire into his face and the stunned invader fell backward. Still moving, the woman came forward as the weapon barked repeatedly.
She stood over the man now, as the stricken predator begged for her to stop shooting. Still terrified, the woman's thoughts flew to how many bullets it would take to still the man's movement and exonerate the safety of her children.
The weapon's last round crushed into the intruder's face, and then a series of disconcerting steel clicks began. After six shots, the big man was still able to move, albeit not too well. Now the heroine's strategy changed, she grabbed her kids and ducked out of the tight space. As she charged out of the house and over to her neighbor's home, the big man, his face and neck ruined, staggered out of the home and into his car.
He only a got a few hundred yards before crashing into a tree.
The moral of this recent news article from Georgia? Sometimes even six rounds aren't enough, along with the horrible possibility of there being two or even three intruders instead of just the one.
A family of three was saved by what was once referred to, and should be again, as "the great equalizer," also known to the political Left as an evil handgun. You will probably see very few references to this story surface in the mainstream media. Even the video has been pulled from the original news article.
You see, this story does not fit well at all into the Axis Press' overall worldview. Guns are evil, bad people are less evil. Do away with the one and the other's sure to follow.