This just happened, this past Saturday at the (packed!) St. Anthony's festival in Boston North End:
Wife's friend brings hubby along... Hubby is a biker, a great guy, "Gentle Giant" type.. Been shooting with him a few times. Just a genuinely good guy. We were all standing outside one of the private clubs on Hanover St. listening to the music (and checking out the racks).. He was wearing his biker "colors" - an awesome looking vest etc..
Yuppies next to him admired his "uniform", one guy asked if he could take pictures. "Sure" says GentleGiant. Then they notice his T-shirt, huge eagle with the US and Italian flags intertwined in it's talons (custom made - I WANT ONE!).. So he obliges and removes his vest to let them better see and photograph the shirt.
Vest comes off. He has his Sig on his side, in an IWB holster. Priceless look of sheer fright on almost every yuppie face. They are CLEARLY in full moonbat panic, you almost had to wonder if someone had spilled soda on the ground under them as they wet themselves in fear. The looks went from admiration and "Wow, cool!!!" to "Yuck! Ew!! He has a g-g-GUN!" in literally the blink of an eye.
So I'm not sure any sky fell, but it certainly did on the yups who quickly turned and walked away. Very quickly.