You may have heard or read from the Opposition that “Real men do not need guns!” or words to that effect. That is usually accompanied by the ever popular penis/gun sexual comparisons which belies the amazing sales of sub compact guns that we had in the last 5 years or so.
Most of those who use the “Real Man” complain are individuals that are scared of even their own shadow, but mostly scared of the truth: that nobody but themselves are the ones responsible for their own safety. Personal responsibility is hard and forces you to face the ugliness that nobody wants to see: There are bad people who are willing to inflict pain, injury and death for their own selfish desires. That there are no magic solutions and that the solutions available may or may not work. And that if you are faced with evil, your life will never be the same again.
And even those weaklings that have been in the Ugly Side of life, will not open their eyes to reality. Even though the system they had believed in failed them miserably, they will not give up on it because it is easier to blame somebody or something than admit they were wrong. They took a physical hit and left them shaking, admitting their core beliefs were wrong is one hit they cannot stand and think it will destroy them permanently. So their fight is now concentrated on making sure nobody else is safe by trying to convert as many people into victims because misery indeed loves the company.
But the category of “Real Man” I love most is the guy who actually thinks he is a “Real Man” and tells you that if you did not have a gun, he’d kick the crap out of you. Dude, that is the general idea: Me being armed precludes you from kicking my ass and I get to go home unharmed by your childish desire of re-live your elementary school days as bully…Oh, and you get to live without the joys of a colostomy bag. This type of real “Real Man” eventually ends up writing checks with his mouth from an overdrawn anatomical account and the penalty fees tend to be rather steep.
So, please call me coward, sissy, flunky, weak or whatever other adjectives you feel you need to apply to my person in order to build up your ego; as long as you keep it verbal and a polite distance, I have no problems with you flapping gums.
Words do not hurt, hospital bills do hurt.
That is all.
“Persona[l] responsibility is hard and forces you to face the ugliness that nobody wants to see”…. Again, Miguel, you’re preaching to the choir. But I do want to thank you for your tirelessly commenting in the truth in human behavior.
We all know the ‘real men’ meme is complete bs. No Joda!
Tragicomic irony at its zenith.
The vast majority of these gun-grabbers consider themselves so worldly, sophisticated, mature and intelligent…and yet, all their arguments basically end up with “Uh…you got a little dick huh huh huh!!”
Hey. Butt-Head, how about you and Beavis come back when you’ve got some new material, kthxbi.
“It is manlier to be alive than to get a knife in the gut.”
-Art of Manliness.
I choose to manly. I encourage them to exercise their right to be dead, but only so far as it does not interfere with my right to defend myself and others.