Firearms are prohibited at the 2016 Florida Strawberry Festival, which opens today in Plant City, Hillsborough County Sheriff’s Office Major Chad Chronister told Tampa’s FOX 13…

Obviously, the move raises a plethora of questions, including possible preemption law violations.
Florida Carry is aware and working on a statement.I’m calling the Hillsborough County Sheriff’s Office for clarification.

Source: BREAKING: Guns banned at the 2016 Florida Strawberry Festival,including CCW licensees – The Gun Writer

Obviously the Hillsborough County Sheriff does not have the power to suddenly declare a locale Gun Free Zone over what the law states., so inquires were made:

Oops! So why did the Hillsborough County Sheriff’s Office gave such initial and legally overreaching statement?

My opinion? Because they thought the could get away with it!  Simple as that. Hillsborough County is the New Jersey of the South and it is only thanks to State preemption laws that people in Tampa and surrounding areas are free to exercise their Second Amendment Rights.

But we have a happy ending!

UPDATE #3. Licensed concealed carriers are WELCOME at the Florida Strawberry Festival.

The Hillsborough County Sheriff’s Office is going to publicly retract their earlier statement, which claimed otherwise.

The move drew a quick response from Florida Carry:

The un-funny Trevor Noah did a shtick on the Daily Show about the bill making its way through Iowa that would allow children under the age of 14 to shoot handguns while under direct supervision of an adult.

His coverage of the bill was embarrassingly bad.

“Currently, kids in Iowa can use long guns legally for target practice, or murder, or hunting.”

Yes, he said that.  The rest of the bit got worse from there.  I wished the horror of just how out of touch with reality that was, was due entirely to Trevor Noah’s lack of comedic talent.  But it wasn’t.  This was a case of art imitates life.

During legislative debate over the bill, Rep. Kirsten Running-Marquardt (D) said “What this bill does, the bill before us, allows for 1-year-olds, 2-year-olds, 3-year-olds, 4-year-olds to operate handguns.  We do not need a militia of toddlers.”

Really!?!  Because that’s not what happens in real life.  I know.

I started shooting with my dad at about 7 years old.  The only gun we owned at the time was some war trophy my grandfather brought back from the European Theater and was called “Grandpa’s 32.”  I was sold off years ago and I have no idea what it was.  But that was the gateway drug that got my dad and me into shooting.  After that, there was a long string of target pistols including an old Beretta 22 of indeterminate vintage and a Taurus revolver that never hit to point of aim.  That evolved into a wonderful collection of guns that now numbers greater than the number Trevor Noha’s fans.  He got into hunting, I didn’t, and it all started with pistols.  Some of my best memories as a kid are of shooting with my dad.

My story is not unique.  There are many, many kids in quite a lot of states who shoot handguns safely, some far better than many adults.

This isn’t murder.  This isn’t a militia of toddlers.  This is Americans enjoying a constitutionally protected sport as a family.  If you want to talk about safety, Pee Wee Football has the worst injury rate for any sport played by kids.  If you really wanted to protect children, don’t let them play contact sports.

I get that anti-gunners are going to shill because that’s what they do.  But their lies have become so bald faced, that it makes you wonder what color the sky is in the world they live in.

Last night I was treated to this heart-wrenching post from the Cult Coalition to Stop Gun Rights Violence.

I checked the website and this is what it says in the About Us page:

So I randomly checked one victim of gun violence:

Wait, what? Suspect? Killing girlfriend?

A high-speed chase on Interstate 5 early Saturday morning ended with 12 police officers opening fire on a homicide suspect near Tillicum, a Lakewood police spokesman said.

Marcos Perea, the homicide suspect, allegedly fired shots at police several times on the highway after killing his estranged girlfriend, Jessica Ortega, at her workplace in University Place.

Ortega on Friday had submitted a petition for a restraining order against Perea in Pierce County Superior Court. She wrote that she was leaving him and that he recently had threatened her by placing a gun to her head.

Source: Victim sought restraining order day before death; police shoot, kill suspect | The News Tribune

So the “poor victim of gun violence” was a cold-blooded killer that had to be taken down by police? Does that mean that the true heartless killers were the cops themselves?

Note to the CSGV Social Media Intern: Research the source before you post it. It may make you look stupider than usual if you don’t… like in this case.

Ewood “Buddy” Segeske III, age 60, former soccer player, tool and die maker, and David Bowie look-alike, ate his last Philadelphia soft pretzel on February 25th, 2016. His death followed a week-long battle with torso failure and the lasting effects of a 1992 alien abduction. He was preceded in death by his father Elwood Jr. his mother Margaret nee: Sumlktis. He leaves behind two sons, Kyle and Elwood IV, brothers Stephen and Kevin, sister Lucille (Louann Segeske ) Fleming, step-mother Mickey Segeske-Meister, life-partner Lisa Razzi, whom he met at the local psychiatric hospital, and a battery-operated cymbal-smashing monkey. Buddy was raised on the mean streets of Kensington, where he claimed the men were men, and so were half the women. He spoke fondly of his childhood friends and those who didn’t end up in prison went on to become carnies, bottle cleaners, master debaters and/or Republicans. Still, despite his neighborhood’s hardscrabble reputation, Buddy says he cried the first time he made love, although it was probably due to the pepper spray. An avid collector of safety glasses which he kept in the rear cargo compartment of his trusty Dodge Durango, Buddy also had a habit of hanging onto business cards, which made his wallet thicker than George Costanza’s and ultimately required him to undergo back surgery. And although he achieved many things in his life, he was most proud of his years playing soccer, his near-perfect recall of Beatles song lyrics and his ability to hit the urinal cake with pinpoint accuracy. To relieve stress, Buddy preferred smoking and drinking over yoga, although he did cut a fine figure in yoga pants according to his partner Lisa and an undisclosed number of female (and male) admirers. He also loved playing pool, fishing, stalking Jennifer Lawrence and looking at boobs. He will be remembered for his contagious smile, sparkling blue eyes, gentle heart and inappropriate sense of humor. A memorial Mass is scheduled for for Saturday at 10 am from the Holy Innocents Parish, 1337 E. Hunting Park Ave., Philadelphia, PA 19124. Family and friends are invited to attend his visitation from 9:00 am until the time of Mass.

Source: Obituary of Elwood “Buddy” Segeske III – Cavanagh Family Funeral Home

(drop mike)

 
Hat Tip to Eddie C.

Bonus Question: Would they be missed?

Source: Google searches for “Move to Canada” spike after Trump Super Tuesday success

Do they allow a swarm of Syrian Refugees which probably will have terrorists among them who may cause unimaginable trouble and demand to be plunged into the 13th Century or let a bunch of Bernie Sanders whiners come in and suck the shit out of the resources of the country and demand to be plunged into communism?

See Canadians? Sometimes being polite does not pay.

From: Try and make this simple.