Haha, your fantasies are funny in a pathos kinda way. I like the part about 'i'm such a snowflake I have to hide behind gun" bravado. And your military isolation tank.
See the world? I did that shit in my 20s. Alone, no 'military', no uniform, no 'weapons' pacifier.
Know what that does?
Forces you to deal with people. Directly. Ain't no coddler safety net.
----- Absolutely Squat of which has anything in the world to do with my being harassed by police HERE.
Well I did that shit when I was in my thirties.
And hiding behind a gun is useless because guns aren't bulletproof.
However, holding the handles of a 50 cal in the turret of a Hummer tends to be a bit intimidating to would-be attackers.
Being harassed by cops is nothing like being in a situation where you cannot go out the gate of the compound without being armed to the teeth to keep you from being attacked by the very people you're trying to protect.
And when it comes to dealing with cops, I've had my share of run-ins with them. I think it all has to do with your attitude, not the color of your skin.
Whelp --- in my case the color of my skin and both cops was all the same, so that's out.
I was accosted for being the first person they saw in that time and place. That's it, full stop.
I was literally walking home from the trolley. They on the other hand were looking for ---- or claimed they were looking for ---- some gun nut who had just offed somebody, way down the road nowhere near me. An assailant who resembled me in no way whatsoever. But for them they're just interested in making an arrest ---- so that they look good. **** whoever gets hurt in the interim.
That's all in the past. What's much more illustrative here in the present is your automatically dropping to your knees to slob the knob of Authority, and **** whatever part of the public gets hurt in the interim. Because Authority über Alles, und zey cannot make ein mistake.
Which means, in the incident back then it was bad cops who were the problem; in the present, it's you.