Living ingun nut country — but not owning a gun myself — I’m occasionally surprised at how, well, common gun ownership is around here. That’s partly because, even though it’s definitely gun nut territory, people generally usually don’t loudly screech about them, brandish them, or otherwise get in your face with their demands to fondle their firearms 24/7.
Which is something that strikes me about thelatest up-to-eleven crazyreactions to the proposals for additional gun regulation, namely, the sheer volume and degree of shrill. To be blunt, what a bunch of wussies.
Maybe it’s just me, but you’d think people who were genuinely concerned about the jack-booted-thugs-from-the-big-mean-gubmit coming to take away their precious shooting irons would be a little less eagerto call attention to themselves and their arsenals. But instead, they can’t seem to stop blathering on, and on…and on. Which for me is revelatory — all talk.
In their paranoid, delusional dreams they see themselves as Dirty Harry…but their reality is a lot closer to Barney Fife.