It is said that the best way to understand a person’s point of view is to walk a mile in their shoes. The idea being that it is easier to understand somebody if you are sympathetic to their situation.
I can understand why the Washington Post is so in favor for gun control.
One of its best and brightest reporters, David Farenthold, got hold of a toy gun and violated every rule in the book with it.
When I came home from my last TV hit, the kids, ages 4 and 5 months, were asleep. The house was quiet. I was still full of caffeine and do-gooder energy and decided to tidy up.
Among the clutter on the coffee table, I found my 4-year-old’s Party Popper, a bright yellow gun that fired confetti. For some reason, I held the gun up to my eye and looked down the barrel, the way Yosemite Sam always does.
It looked unloaded.
Then, for some reason, I pulled the trigger.
When I got to the ER, I had a swollen face, metal-foil confetti in my hair and a faint odor of gun smoke. Finally, the doctor could see me.
“I shot myself in the eye with a glitter gun,” I said. I showed him the Party Popper, which I had brought with me, in case he wanted to send it off to the National Institute of Morons for further study.
I got home from the hospital with a scratched cornea and a tube of eye ointment. The next day, with some of my dignity permanently lost, I got started on a bigger story.
Well if one of their star reporters and deep thinkers is this careless with a toy gun, how must the rest of us knuckle draggers who didn’t graduate from Harvard act when it comes to real guns.
If my world view was “just holding a gun will turn an elite from America’s premier Ivy League school into a freaking, self destructive, retard” I might be in favor of gun control too.
Fortunately, I’m not a Ivy League deep thinker from D.C. I learned from the NRA not to point the end that the bullets come out of at anything I don’t want to destroy.