You should move to a small town, where the rule of law still exists. You will not survive here. You are not a wolf, and this is the land of wolves now.
My name’s Donovan. Irish. Both sides, mother and father. I’m Irish, you’re German. But what makes us both Americans? Just one thing. One, one, one. The rule book. We call it the Constitution and we agree to the rules, and that’s what makes us Americans.
In 1917, I signed up to fight the Huns in France. Good men died all around me. And I saw no reason for it. The rules we lived by were lies. And they didn’t apply to those who made them. I swore if I made it home, I would never follow orders again. I left a soldier. I came home an outlaw.
If you wish to survive, you need to cultivate a strong mental attitude. You’ve got to obey the rules. Pandora rules.