From Paris

This is the translation they have at Insty:
Testimony from a friend of mine, a shopkeeper in Paris.

“My shop was looted on October 17. A motorcycle shop, right in the heart of Paris. Twenty-one years I’ve poured everything into it. I pay my taxes, I’m a family man,” and last night he called all his friends, including me. Tomorrow we’ll be about twenty of us inside the shop, doors locked.

If it comes down to a confrontation, we’ll face it. I won’t let myself get looted a second time. Enough with the complaints that lead nowhere, enough waiting for someone else to protect what I’ve built.

“Tomorrow, it won’t be the police watching over my store anymore. It’ll be us.”

When the State abandons protecting the property of hardworking citizens, all that’s left is this: friends who organize and refuse to take it lying down.

Call it a militia if that suits you. To us, it’s just not getting looted again.
May I bring in Robert Peel's Principles of Policing, #7:
To maintain at all times a relationship with the public that gives reality to the historic tradition that the police are the public and that the public are the police, the police being only members of the public who are paid to give full-time attention to duties which are incumbent on every citizen in the interests of community welfare and existence.
Which means if the cops won't/can't show up...