OMG! :xeye:
NY Daily News opinion / hit piece entitled "Why I gave up my guns".
I don't know whether to laugh, cry, or scream in frustration.
Basically the pants-wetting, thumb-sucking adventures of a liberal
pansy who -- when faced with the prospect of using a gun to
defend his property -- nearly soiled himself in the process and
subsequently sold all his guns.
Can't really do it justice. You'll just have to read to truly savor the stupidity.
http://www.nydailynews.com/opinion/gave-guns-article-1.1238566#ixzz2HoHMF3J7
From personal experience, I've picked up a gun on numerous occasions to
check out a strange noise. Never have I felt the bowel-loosening quiver
of sheer terror that this limp-wristed pretty boy seems to have experienced.
Admittedly, I've never faced the prospect of encountering an intruder and
having to make a life and death decision. However, in the events leading
up to a possible confrontation, I've felt adrenaline, heightened senses,
and yes, some hint of fear / self preservation instinct. But never such
stress levels that my motor skills and brain cease to function.
But perhaps I should reserve judgement on myself until I'm actually
put into such a situation. However, I'd like to think I would conduct
myself with a bit more confidence and competence.
Anyway, just thought I would share a laugh, and the sad truth of the
anti-gun mentality.
NY Daily News opinion / hit piece entitled "Why I gave up my guns".
I don't know whether to laugh, cry, or scream in frustration.
Basically the pants-wetting, thumb-sucking adventures of a liberal
pansy who -- when faced with the prospect of using a gun to
defend his property -- nearly soiled himself in the process and
subsequently sold all his guns.
Can't really do it justice. You'll just have to read to truly savor the stupidity.
http://www.nydailynews.com/opinion/gave-guns-article-1.1238566#ixzz2HoHMF3J7
From personal experience, I've picked up a gun on numerous occasions to
check out a strange noise. Never have I felt the bowel-loosening quiver
of sheer terror that this limp-wristed pretty boy seems to have experienced.
Admittedly, I've never faced the prospect of encountering an intruder and
having to make a life and death decision. However, in the events leading
up to a possible confrontation, I've felt adrenaline, heightened senses,
and yes, some hint of fear / self preservation instinct. But never such
stress levels that my motor skills and brain cease to function.
But perhaps I should reserve judgement on myself until I'm actually
put into such a situation. However, I'd like to think I would conduct
myself with a bit more confidence and competence.
Anyway, just thought I would share a laugh, and the sad truth of the
anti-gun mentality.