I accept and understand that human predators exist. Criminal or
terrorist, they take advantage of our civilized society to prey upon
the weak. They represent evil and must be confronted and defeated.
I believe that self-defense is a moral imperative, and that illegitimate
force and illegal violence must be met with righteous indignation and
I will not rely on others for the security of myself, my family and
I proudly proclaim that I run with a like-minded pack. I do not amble
through life with the mind-numbed herd.
I will train with my chosen weapons, maintain them and carry them in
a condition of readiness at all times.
I will be mentally prepared and physically equipped to effectively
respond to an attack or emergency.
I will constantly test myself against realistic standards to discover
my strengths and weaknesses. I will turn weakness into strength.
I will seek to learn new skills and techniques, and then teach what I
have learned to other members of the pack.
Be it with firearm or blade, empty hand or blunt object, I will hit
my enemies hard, fast and true.
I will live a quiet and unobtrusive life, but I will develop and retain
the capacity for swift and decisive violence.
I recognize that I am the modern equivalent of the traditional
Minuteman, and that I may be called to service at any time against
heavily armed enemies. I will respond effectively.
I accept that I am a pariah among some of my countrymen, and a
quaint anachronism to others. I will not hold their ignorance against them.
I will win, or die trying.
I swear this creed before God, my family and my fellow citizens.
This is my rifle.
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My rifle is my best friend.
It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
My rifle, without me, is useless.
Without my rifle, I am useless.
I must fire my rifle true.
I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me.
I must shoot him before he shoots me.
My rifle and myself know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make.
We know that it is the hits that count.
We will hit...
My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother.
I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel.
I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage.
I will keep my rifle clean and ready.
We will become part of each other.
Before God, I swear this creed.
My rifle and myself are the defenders of my country.
We are the masters of our enemy.
We are the saviors of my life...
So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace!