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My dad often let me shoot his guns when I was a kid, but I didn't become a gun owner till I moved to the city and my kid's friend who had just moved into an apartment was stabbed to death by her neighbor. She was only 19, and it affected my kids deeply, me too.
I bought one because my wife worked at a thrift store in a bad part of town, the store was frequently robbed, and sure enough one night when I was waiting for her to check out and close up, a guy walked up to her and stuck a 38. in her side right in front of me and several customers. My whole life flashed in front of my eyes, and I started slowly reaching for my gun.
But the guy grabbed the money out of the register and was gone in seconds flat, no one was hurt, but that was my dearest one looking at me with a loaded gun in her side, and I am just so glad I didn't have to pull the trigger.
We both I.D.'d the guy in a video line up, he'd been on a robbery rampage for weeks, he was called the brown bag robber cause he always had it in a lunch bag till he brandished it.
My wife was the first to point out that my gun was useless. But I told her if things had gone in another direction, she might have been shot, or worse. I told her to get a gun, but she never did.
Twice after that she was robbed in banks, as a teller, no one hurt either time, but the one robber pointed an assault rifle at her and all the other tellers.
She no longer works around money. She never did get a gun. I still wish she would, cause a lady was shot getting in her car just 3 months ago right in front of our apt.
I do not live under the illusion that packing a rod will make you safer, you never know how you'll react when attacked by a mugger or robber. You never know till it happens if you can even pull your pistol. Or if you'll have the nerve to shoot while panicked.
Although my gun is always handy, I never let my guard down, even though any crack head can sneak up behind you and get the jump as it were. Having one on you doesn't make you any safer unless YOU have the jump.
I have no opinion on gun control, except that they are way too easy to get. I've been offered hot guns, but I chose the legal way, registered with the county. I understand the sentiment of wanting all guns to go away, I hate guns, deep down, although I like to shoot for sport, I truly hate guns, and wish gun powder had never been invented.
Guns scare me, and they should, everyone should be afraid of guns, they are dangerous as hell. I know of old ladies who have them, housewives, truckers and doctors who are gun owners, none of them are maniacs.
But there are hot heads everywhere, people who see guns as an extension of themselves, as a crutch, as an equalizer, and hot headed people should avoid guns. My wife says that's why she won't get one, her temper. She says she might go on a rampage with her annoying co-workers, and I tend to believe her.
When I was a frustrated teenager in high school, I confess that I had sick daydreams about bringing my dad's 44. mag to school and blowing away first Mr. Lorentzen, then several assholes who always fucked with me, but, I didn't do it. I'm not a maniac or a hot head. But I did have those weird revenge/rampage daydreams.
When primitive man first committed homicide with a leg bone of a buffalo I'm sure their was an effort to control buffalo leg bones. Then some asshole discovered the knife, and the big rock, and the jaw bone of an ass, then spears, arrows, siege towers, and finally atomic weaponry, but it all goes back to the buffalo leg bone. A weapon is a weapon, and a weapon is a tool, and even a monkey wrench can kill a man when used properly.
I don't trust my fellow human beings, they are dangerous, and they are armed. And then there's bush and cheney, heavily armed and extremely hot headed, and they are at the helm of state.
And the moral of all this is? Hell, I don't have one. I just really, really hate guns, and there are just too, too fucking many of them.
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