My almonds are telling me that Q will start dropping hot and heavy within the next 48 hours.
"PROGRAMS!"
"GET YER PROGRAMS, HEAYAH!"
"CAN'T FOLLOW THE GAME WITHOUT A PROGRAM!"
Expand your thinking.
In times of seriously deep shit, one could rally neighbors, train them and arm them.
As for you?
I'd give you a cap gun and teach you how to scream, "PEW! PEW! PEW!"
If you think for one second that I'd give two shits about liability during a revolution, you're either an attorney or delusional (or both).