People buy guns for two reasons. They
want to kill or be a hero. Sometimes they want to be both.
They fantasize about home invaders, preferably minority ones. “I was
defending my family!” they rage in response to some vile court-appointed defense attorney's questioning as a sympathetic jury of their peers looks on.
Afterwards, they are found innocent by
reason of self-defense.
Of course, the reality is far
different. Kindly ignore the fact (and it is a statistically-verifiable one) that as a gun owner you are more likely to have that gun pointed at you than
you are to point it at a drug-crazed home invader intent on raping
your daughter.
According to the Brady Campaign to Prevent Gun Violence, twenty-two times more likely.
According to the Brady Campaign to Prevent Gun Violence, twenty-two times more likely.
But the Brady Campaign probably strikes you
as a bunch of knee-jerk libtards spouting off about the same crap they
always spout off about. But analysis after analysis tells the same
story. A gun in the home is more likely to be used on you than
by you.
Unfortunately, fantasies are like Bruce Willis.
They die hard.
And thanks to the fear-driven campaign
to permit concealed carry, those fantasies now have a new stage upon
which to play: everywhere. Why limit your role-playing to the
bedroom? Why not take it out in public where it belongs?
I mean, shouldn't a population that
becomes murderously angry at being demoted or not getting laid or
even being cut-off in traffic not only be armed to the teeth but have
unlimited freedom to squeeze off a round or two if these touchy feely types feel threatened?
Sounds like a considered and sober
strategy to me.
Here's a hint of what's to come.
In Crestwood, IL., a customer approaching an AT&T store noticed an armed robbery in progress. He was able to alert potential customers behind him and keep them from entering the store.
In Crestwood, IL., a customer approaching an AT&T store noticed an armed robbery in progress. He was able to alert potential customers behind him and keep them from entering the store.
So far so good, right?
But instead of dialing 911, our wanna-be cop (who is fully licensed and approved
for concealed carry) decides to play hero. He watches the felon exit the rear of the store and gives chase. He fires his gun, unaware that a police officer has responded to the scene. The
officer consequently has to abandon his pursuit and take cover,
unsure of whether the felon has an accomplice.
You can see where this is headed.
Live crime scenes are by their very
nature chaotic. Even the best and most well-trained professionals get
confused and disoriented and make mistakes. Imagine what
untrained-and-armed amateurs bring to the table.
If you need a recipe for disaster, here it is.
If you need a recipe for disaster, here it is.
Instead of just one bone-headed
wanna-be cop, imagine six. As the false sense of security offered by
concealed carry drives its popularity in our frightened and twitchy population, this is what law
enforcement will confront. (Assuming, of course, police are even
summoned. It doesn't take a great deal of imagination to see the concealed carry set eventually assuming the role of jury as well.)
Thank god for the Affordable Care Act.
We're going to need it.
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