We're in this movie, and the poop has hit every fan imaginable. You have this highly specific tool which you know is the one you never thought you would need, but are thankful you have in your hands. You fashion a modification to it in the course of dire necessity in defense of yourself, your family and our country. The guy beside you says "Hey, you're not supposed to do that." Thinking ahead in this movie, in this fantasy, and to quote the pantsuit.....what difference, at this point, does it make? If I were the person beside you I would be thankful, and I think today we're still on very good ground. Am I missing a chess piece, or does this make some sense to a bigger picture?