Perhaps, but the national guard are still state troops (most of the time!). You might even say they are your neighbors. There's probably an armory in your hometown. That's where they hold dances. You know, where the girls dance with each other and the boys stand around outside and smoke cigarettes.
Shoot low, sheriff. They're riding Shetlands!
Underneath the starry flag, civilize 'em with a Krag,
and return us to our own beloved homes!
Buy War Bonds.