in Georgia, though a lot of other people have covered it well. Bad guys break in, get ready to commit mass murder and rape, and one of the victims outs with a sidearm and stops them. One dead goblin, one running(practice, dammit!). With, one notes, flat nothing from the national media;("We can't run this! It makes these rednecks carrying guns look like normal people!")
It's hard to imagine the feeling in that room, in the mind of the guy carrying("Aw, bleep, they're counting rounds? Crap, I'm going down fighting.") when the 'how many bullets you got?' question was heard. Skin-crawling, indeed.