Idiots

“But..but.. but what if…..”

It’s been 20 plus years since Florida broke the chains and issued Concealed Weapons Permits to the citizens and the avalanche of Gun Laws going the way of Law Abiding Citizens began. It is 20 years worth of data, research, statistics kept and lives saved. Not one single solitary study is able to prove that guns in the hands of citizens have created chaos and crime, just the opposite. The experiment is over, finito, done and completed: Armed Citizes are good for society.

Except that certain “enlightened” minorities in the Traditional Media and its followers did not get the memo. If by perchance somebody manages to sneak a report attesting the benefits of gun ownership in a Media Website, rest assured that a battalion of Chicken Littles will be there to contest the obvious. My favorite comments are those that try to base their rationale against guns on absolutely twisted scenarios mixed with a good dose of misinformation….OK, lies. I am sure you have seen their convoluted works before:

“But..but.. but what if the guy is a Bermuda shorts fanatic and … and convicted child rapist that cooks and consumes meth and..and  has problems with his wife every full moon because he thinks he is a werewolf? You want him for the State to issue him a concealed weapons permit so they can go to the corner 7-11 and buy a gun? Huh? HUH? That is why nobody should have gun! There!”

And these are the moments you thank there is an Internet because if you were present, you’d be forced to call 911 and report a deranged individual while looking for a location with cover and concealment.  I might be wrong, but I fear that the Chicken Littles are so obsessed that they would be willing to become that pederast Meth-Head just to prove you wrong. The Chicken Littles say they fear Armed Law Abiding citizens, but I am more afraid of them because a mind that can come up with such devious & serpentine scenarios is scary as hell.

On getting old and deluded idiots.

The thing about getting old (notice I did not say to mature with age) is that I find myself having less patience dealing with people that spout fecal verbosity. I think I have become grouchy/crochety and I actually enjoy it to a point.

We all know there is nothing more insufferable that an idiot that does not know squat about guns trying to talk like an expert. That goes double if the person is young and cherishes the irresponsible life of a Gansta/Rapper/Urban Criminal. A couple of days ago, some whippersnapper at work was boasting about his “homies” in the neighborhood. This dumb kid was actually in awe at their “ability” with Glocks, “Choppers” (AKlons) and other weapons plus how cool they were in their “badness.” My mouth ran away and I asked him if his buddies shot with the guns sideways to which he responded yes. I just smiled and shut up not wanting to start an argument but it was too late. The Young Punk Wannabee suddenly took umbrage of my comment and proceeded to make the case for the badasses with lots of gusto and assorted words in Urban Slang. I stopped him, told him that “Hunting ain’t fun when the rabbit shoots back” and left. (I am sure that Young Punk Wannabee is still trying to digest the comment.)

Still, it bothered me. I have tried to reason with this particular person before about the dangers of having too much ego and mixing it with guns or any other deadly weapons. He asked me to instruct him so he could get his concealed weapons permit and I said no after a long meditation and some of his actions afterward. I kept on trying to instill some amount of logic and common sense about guns but I guess it did not take: He went for the MTV image instead of the reality of things.

I confess I was a bit upset and after I got home I wrote a long rambling post about Real Shooters versus Gang Bangers and how the homies would not have a chance against a half way trained Shooters but I decided not to publish it. It would go to waste on people like him and somebody would immediately feel insulted and start a rant about my insensitivity and racist tendencies and that meant I would have  to get nasty with the PC Moron and get more aggravated for nothing. Plus, Why give info away? I live in South Florida and there is always the chance of a Hurricane and social services being stretched way beyond their normal capacity so it is unable to reign in the Homies and the Predators and they don’t need to know what we are capable to do to them if they take a trip into the wrong neighborhood.

I guess I have to realize that some people are beyond saving. Tough call.