Monday, August 24, 2009

This is so sad...

From the comments of the article posted below. And please don't ask me why I went there: I plead momentary insanity.
Mr. Frommer: Thank you! THANK YOU!! T-H-A-N-K Y-O-U-!!!!!
Finally, a voice of sanity in this gun-loving nation! Some people want to arm college students! How about people riding public transportation? Or people shopping at the local mall? (After all, we had an armed deranged person shoot and kill three people at a local mall and exercise club just this past week.) Should I feel safer if I take my gun to the supermarket? The movie theater? The bookstore? My next airplane trip?

This is not political -- this is common sense! When will the insanity stop? How many people will need to have died? How many people can we fit into our jails?

Did you hear the one about the car dealer in Kansas who was giving away an AK-47 with each new truck purchase?

No one should be allowed to carry a gun, openly or concealed, unless he or she is a member of a police force. When will we grow up?
When, indeed?

But let me give you an alternate definition of "grow up," little miss, since I fear that on the road you desire, you never will.

An adult creature deals with his fellows on a basis of equality in all things, excepting only his own individual merits. He most certainly does not put his means of self-defense, the very basis of his safety and his family's safety, into the hands of others who may hold them cheap.

Consider the cat, asleep on your sofa. She is the most civilized of all living things. Her beauty is exquisite, her manners exceed your own for quality, and above all things on earth she desires only peace and dignity from her fellow creatures - peace and dignity that she will most happily reciprocate if left to do so. Her paws are delicate; gloved in velvet, as soft to the touch as down. But within them are sheathed vicious claws: Sharp as needle-tipped daggers, hard as iron. The fangs in that tiny jaw can and will crush bone, at need. Her claws and her fangs form little part of her day-to-day dealings, but she never forgets their maintenance because she knows that she can depend on herself alone for defense, to restore the balance of her peace and dignity when they are threatened from outside. And if she falls to a more powerful aggressor, you may be sure she will be on her feet to the end, spitting defiance with her last bloody breath.

Does that picture trouble you, little miss? Would you prefer that she go down beneath her aggressor helpless, weeping for aid from those she thought her defenders? Aid that will never, ever come in her moment of direst need? Is that really what you want?
Some people want to arm college students! How about people riding public transportation? Or people shopping at the local mall? (After all, we had an armed deranged person shoot and kill three people at a local mall and exercise club just this past week.)
Yes, and they died like helpless sheep, little miss. Where were their defenders? Where were these 'police' in whom you put so much trust? Why were their own hands empty? Do you truly believe that if the sane ones disavow all knowledge of weapons and violence, the deranged ones will just stay home from now on?

That atrocity happened in your safe, sane, de-fanged world, little miss; not in mine. Those people who died, learned at the very end that their 'freedom to feel safe' was a lie. And I imagine that, at the painful, terrified end of their lives, they wished some Arizonan or other uncivilized soul would show up with one of those guns they spent their lives demonizing, and save them from the bad man - and from their own infantile foolishness.

But you're absolutely right about one thing, little miss. This is not political.

This is common sense.

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