I've lived in a big city for years now. Never seen anybody get mugged, or shot, or carjacked, despite doing activist work that often has me visiting poor minority neighborhoods.
The only time I ever really felt uneasy was when I had to walk alone at night through a neighborhood where all the businesses had bars on the windows. Worst thing that happened was a couple of people asking me for money, and they didn't give me any shit when I said I didn't carry cash.
But any time I visit the small town where I grew up there's always someone or another acting like I came back from a fucking warzone lmao
A guy I knew told me about his dad that lives in a DC suburb. Presumably a nice one since he has a fancy job. His dad heard "a drug deal went down" in the area, so he bought a gun. "to protect his daughter", my friend told me. I don't know the guy's dad so I couldn't ask him if he thought about how having the gun in the house is dramatically more dangerous than not.
Reminds me of an old coworker who asked me how to safely store a loaded gun in a house with kids but could be grabbed in seconds in case of a break-in. I was like "uhh... you can't?"