Here we go again. Every time a nutball goes on a shooting spree taking innocent lives people pop up all over the place clamoring for the need of gun control. Obviously I think this makes as much sense as giving an entertainment system to an Amish family. Follow me on this. Think the war on drugs is a success story? Look out…here comes the clue bus: “Not a chance.” Those that want/need their drugs have no problem getting them at any time. The same thing will happen if the government tries to control guns. Those that want them will easily be able to access them through illegal means. How about approaching these horrific crimes in a manner that will actually benefit and protect those of us that are law-abiding citizens?
If a citizen is able to legally obtain a fire arm they should be allowed to go through proper training to obtain their right to carry and conceal a firearm. Get rid of “Gun free zones” and let those that have taken the measure to properly educate and train themselves for protection purposes legally carry their fire arm. If this were the case in these senseless mass shootings there would have been far less deaths/injuries as someone would have been able to pull out their legally concealed firearm and end the massacre.
One thing I have learned living in Florida is you can’t rely on protection from the police. They are the LAST people you want solving your problem. Before it’s all over they may leave a kilo of coke in your refrigerator and a submachine gun on your hat rack. Anti-gun people will say “We don’t need people running around our streets with guns.” In a perfect world I couldn’t agree more but let me just pour you a reality cocktail. Very bad people have guns. These very bad people are carrying these guns with them as they go to the mall, fast food restaurant, or ride around your town. What are ya gonna do if, heaven forbid, one of these thugs pulls a firearm on you or a loved one? Pull out your smart phone and show him the highest level you completed on candy crush?
Look…..I don’t like anything in my pockets….drives me nuts, however, when we are talking about the possibility of life or death then my snub nose .38 slides into my pocket with the greatest of ease.