Follow-up to “When the Military Stops Following the Constitution”
In my last post, I laid out why the use of federal troops — Marines, specifically — in California should scare the hell out of you. And I meant every word. But I haven’t been able to shake one question since I hit “publish”:
What happens when the batons aren’t enough?
They say these Marines are only here to protect federal property. That they’re carrying shields and batons — not guns. That they’re just “standing by.” But if you know anything about the U.S. Marines, you know damn well they never deploy empty-handed. Maybe their rifles are locked away for now. But they’re there. They’re always there.
And if the man in charge — the same one who treats the Constitution like toilet paper — decides tomorrow that things are getting “too rowdy,” what do you think happens next?
He snaps his fingers, says “Go get your M-16s,” and then what? Do we really believe these Marines — trained to follow orders without hesitation — are going to stop and say, “Hold on, sir, is that constitutional?”
I have friends who are Marines. Smart ones. Compassionate ones. But I also know how they’re trained. From day one, they’re taught that hesitation gets you killed. That orders are orders. And unless those orders are blatantly illegal — not morally questionable, not ethically gray — you follow them. That’s how military discipline works.
So ask yourself:
If the order comes to lock down a city, suppress a protest, or “secure” a civilian population — do you really think they’re going to say no?
Or are they going to say: “Yes, sir. Show me where to shoot.”
That’s the chilling part. Not the batons. Not the shields. But the fact that the rifles are within reach — and the line between restraint and force is one bad order away from being crossed.
This isn’t hypothetical. This is a live scenario unfolding in real time, on American soil.
And it all circles back to something I said in the first post:
If the people with the guns stop defending the Constitution and start obeying tyranny… who protects us?
The answer is the same now as it was then:
We do.
The Second Amendment isn’t about hunting. It’s not about backyard gun culture or bump stocks or open carry pissing contests. It’s about a last resort — a check against a government that has stopped checking itself.
I’m not calling for war in the streets. But I am saying it’s time to wake the hell up.
Because the Marines aren’t here to save us.
They’re here to follow orders.
And sooner or later, someone’s going to give the wrong one.
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Marines take an oath to The Constitution, not to the President.
And they’re legally bound to disobey any illegal order.
Here’s the oath (emphasis added by me)
Enlisted:
I (state your name) do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend THE CONSTITUTION of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, ACCORDING TO THE REGULATIONS AND THE UNIFORM CODE OF MILITARY JUSTICE. So help me God.
Officer:
I (state your name) do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend THE CONSTITUTION of the United States against all enemies, foreign AND DOMESTIC; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God.
Marines are our friends.