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At the risk of sounding wishy-washy there are valid points on both sides of this discussion. I tell my kids all the time that "just because you can doesn't mean you should", but on the other hand "don't live your life (always) worrying about offending others' sensibilities, because SOMEONE will ALWAYS hate whatever tie you wear on any given day".
I generally prefer to CC, and have OC in a "public place" exactly twice (that I remeber). One time was @ the local Safeway store because we were doing yard work before going and I was wearing a tucked in T-shirt with exposed IWB holster and didn't feel like putting on an jacket/overshirt... only a couple folks barely actually noticed but didn't raise an eyebrow (most likely due to my body language), since I was shopping with my wife and I always give the "aura" that I'm doing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing, where I'm do it at.
The second time was about a month ago @ Barton park while salmon fishing from the bank during a weekday. I didn't start out w/OC, but a group of about 7 "high school aged" kids came into the park being all rowdy, picking up rocks/tree branches and throwing them all around and at each other, and being loud & obnoxious as the type of teenagers skipping school are prone to do.
I just "minded my own business" as they weren't techincally breaking any laws (other than truancy and disturbing the (my) peace) and most likely would have told me to go pleasure myself if I had told them to knock off the BS, but I noticed they were slowly dragging their ever increasingly "rowdy act" my direction and getting closer by the minute. I know a ruse when I see one, and this was thug-101 anctics all the way.
I was wearing sunglasses so I could watch them without looking like I was eyeballing them and being perceived as aggressive. After a brief sigh, I casually took off my jacket and hung it on a tree branch that exposed the Glock-30 in my IWB holster as I pretended to fiddle with my fishing tackle, keeping them in my "incognito" sunglassed eyesight at all times... sure enough, the rowdy act (noticably) subued a notch (or two) and started drifting away from my direction and continued to wind down (even more) as they made their way back to their clown car in the parking lot (about 100 yards away) and left the scene. It took all of about 1.5 minutes (after removing my jacket) for them to drift away and leave, and I never said a word or even acknowledged their presence... Some peoples' kids, hmmm?
My point being, sometimes my "big stick" speaks "ever so softly" for me in every language on earth... OC did what I intended w/o an altercation, and everyone got to go home in one piece that day.
I generally prefer to CC, and have OC in a "public place" exactly twice (that I remeber). One time was @ the local Safeway store because we were doing yard work before going and I was wearing a tucked in T-shirt with exposed IWB holster and didn't feel like putting on an jacket/overshirt... only a couple folks barely actually noticed but didn't raise an eyebrow (most likely due to my body language), since I was shopping with my wife and I always give the "aura" that I'm doing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing, where I'm do it at.
The second time was about a month ago @ Barton park while salmon fishing from the bank during a weekday. I didn't start out w/OC, but a group of about 7 "high school aged" kids came into the park being all rowdy, picking up rocks/tree branches and throwing them all around and at each other, and being loud & obnoxious as the type of teenagers skipping school are prone to do.
I just "minded my own business" as they weren't techincally breaking any laws (other than truancy and disturbing the (my) peace) and most likely would have told me to go pleasure myself if I had told them to knock off the BS, but I noticed they were slowly dragging their ever increasingly "rowdy act" my direction and getting closer by the minute. I know a ruse when I see one, and this was thug-101 anctics all the way.
I was wearing sunglasses so I could watch them without looking like I was eyeballing them and being perceived as aggressive. After a brief sigh, I casually took off my jacket and hung it on a tree branch that exposed the Glock-30 in my IWB holster as I pretended to fiddle with my fishing tackle, keeping them in my "incognito" sunglassed eyesight at all times... sure enough, the rowdy act (noticably) subued a notch (or two) and started drifting away from my direction and continued to wind down (even more) as they made their way back to their clown car in the parking lot (about 100 yards away) and left the scene. It took all of about 1.5 minutes (after removing my jacket) for them to drift away and leave, and I never said a word or even acknowledged their presence... Some peoples' kids, hmmm?
My point being, sometimes my "big stick" speaks "ever so softly" for me in every language on earth... OC did what I intended w/o an altercation, and everyone got to go home in one piece that day.