20-some years ago I lived in a precarious situation in the back of an old Black Panther karate dojo (I know). Newly-minted urban white boy that I was, it was, culturally, quite a learning experience.
I remember one of the guys (an outdoorsman from Louisiana) told me that he was always armed when he went hiking or camping. I didn’t get it at the time, but now I do. It wasn’t bears or mountain lions he was afraid of. It was this shit.