Anime & Manga
"Today is the day. If this plan succeeds, it'll put an end to the collusion between East and West. Minister Brantz's death will be the catalyst of the war that restores Ostania to its former glory and sends those arrogant Western pigs to their knees!"
—Keith Kepler to his fellow Isolationists, Spy X Family, "Inu-san Crisis Arc"
Live-Action TV
Niles: I can't believe you two. You're always telling me my friends are too artsy and too snooty. Now I finally have friends who are regular guys, and you don't like them either? Well, I'm having a good time, and I'm enjoying being a regular guy myself.
Martin: Niles, we think they want to overthrow the government!
Niles: That's what you say about public television. Now, if you'll excuse me. (approaches Red) Hey guys, whatcha doing?
Red: We're chipping in for this gas-powered generator. We're going to need it when it comes time for the New World Order.
Niles: Well, that sounds great, excuse me just a second. (turns back to Martin and Daphne) Okay, they're militia. Go, go, go, go... (all three head for the exit)
Martin: Niles, we think they want to overthrow the government!
Niles: That's what you say about public television. Now, if you'll excuse me. (approaches Red) Hey guys, whatcha doing?
Red: We're chipping in for this gas-powered generator. We're going to need it when it comes time for the New World Order.
Niles: Well, that sounds great, excuse me just a second. (turns back to Martin and Daphne) Okay, they're militia. Go, go, go, go... (all three head for the exit)
—Frasier, Season 10, Episode 23, "Analyzed Kiss"
Music
I'll keep my guns, oh yes I will,
Love the way they look and feel.
Love to hold them in my hands.
Make me feel like a real big man
Nothing makes me more ecstatic
Than a semiautomatic.
The more I have in my collection,
The more enormous my erection.
Love to own 'em, love to shoot 'em.
Love 'em so much I wish I could root 'em!
(Germanic raving)
Love the way they look and feel.
Love to hold them in my hands.
Make me feel like a real big man
Nothing makes me more ecstatic
Than a semiautomatic.
The more I have in my collection,
The more enormous my erection.
Love to own 'em, love to shoot 'em.
Love 'em so much I wish I could root 'em!
(Germanic raving)
—Eric Bogle, "Keeper of the Flame"
Visual Novels
Kayto Shields: What's your endgame in all this? Why sell Ongessite to the Mining Union? Is a coup d'état really your goal?
The Paladin: It is.
Shields: But what about the Solar Alliance's laws? What about the democracy that you swore to defend?
The Paladin: It is in the name of that very democracy that I act! The men and women who sit in the Solar Congress no longer defend the freedom guaranteed to each of us, but instead, pursue their own vested interests! PACT is allowed to run unchecked in the Neutral Rim. The Solar Alliance now bows to the whims of a tyrant who shall strip all beings of choice. Someone who demands the unthinkable: the surrender of the individual will! What is a being who is blind, deaf, spoon-fed state fabricated food and medicine, but a cog in the great crimson state. Not a human at all, but a crop, grown, watered, and harvested by the Veniczar. What life is there to be had in such a state? Kept alive, but stripped of all that makes us who we are! When our own government has all but surrendered to this state of affairs, it is the duty! The constitutionally obligated duty! Of the people of the Solar Alliance to take up arms and once again claim their freedoms from those that oppress them! Whether or not they be foreign kings or their very own politicians!
The Paladin: It is.
Shields: But what about the Solar Alliance's laws? What about the democracy that you swore to defend?
The Paladin: It is in the name of that very democracy that I act! The men and women who sit in the Solar Congress no longer defend the freedom guaranteed to each of us, but instead, pursue their own vested interests! PACT is allowed to run unchecked in the Neutral Rim. The Solar Alliance now bows to the whims of a tyrant who shall strip all beings of choice. Someone who demands the unthinkable: the surrender of the individual will! What is a being who is blind, deaf, spoon-fed state fabricated food and medicine, but a cog in the great crimson state. Not a human at all, but a crop, grown, watered, and harvested by the Veniczar. What life is there to be had in such a state? Kept alive, but stripped of all that makes us who we are! When our own government has all but surrendered to this state of affairs, it is the duty! The constitutionally obligated duty! Of the people of the Solar Alliance to take up arms and once again claim their freedoms from those that oppress them! Whether or not they be foreign kings or their very own politicians!
—Sunrider 4: The Captain's Return
Web Original
Gravy SEAL: A gravy SEAL is a person either belonging to a militia group or has an unhealthy obsession with the military, guns, and anti-government views, but was never actually in the military due to either being grossly out of shape, mentally unfit, or just too dumb to function. Years of dead end jobs and poor diet have made white, middle aged men very upset. Some express that anger through squeezing into a paintball vest that sits just above their beer gut, and sit in the woods to shoot beer cans and talk about how they'll protect THE GREAT US of A from the evil hippies that love ISIS, hate Jesus, and probably have satanic rituals to sacrifice kids they keep held in a DC pizza shop. Although a term of mockery, Gravy SEAL s should be taken seriously, as they are deluded AND have access to copious amounts of arms, and plenty of just as delusional friends to back them up. They may be fat, unhealthy, conspiracy nuts, but they have real guns. Tl;dr - military wannabe LARP ers, but with actual guns.
