Glacier National Park, Mont. — JOHAN looked up. Jenna was running toward him. She had yelled something, he wasn't sure what. Then he saw it. The open mouth, the tongue, the teeth, the flattened ears. Jenna ran right past him, and it struck him — a flash of fur, two jumps, 400 pounds of lightning.
It was a grizzly, and it had him by his left thigh. His mind started racing — to Jenna, to the trip, to fighting, to escaping. The bear jerked him back and forth like a rag doll, but he remembered no pain, just disbelief. It bit into him again and again, its jaw like a sharp vise stopping at nothing until teeth hit bone. Then came the claws, rising like shiny knife blades, long and stark.
You have to get way deep into the story to find this:
The name badge said Katie. She wore the green and gray uniform of the park service. She had slid down the slope, balancing a medical kit and a shotgun in her hands...
Get that? The only person who had a gun was an "Only One," and she arrived way after the fact.
Why?
Why the hell do you think?
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Yet they knew bears could represent a danger to humans, and still they impose and enforce this anti-human life policy.
The conclusion is inescapable: The National Parks Service--and their political masters--would rather see you and your loved ones horribly mauled--even eaten alive--than armed.
More thoughts on bears and anti-defense outrages..