Gun Control. I have handled and even loved guns for most of my life. I also am sick and tired of the mayhem created in our country by those who think they must own assault weapons in order to exercise their Second Amendment right to bear weapons, or in case a militia is needed to overthrow the government.
The Second Amendment is as open to interpretation as the Bible, and as apt to create a heated argument. Assault weapons are to the Second Amendment what Porn is to the First Amendment. You are entitled to possess both, but does that mean you must? Porn demeans women, and men, for that matter, and assault weapons kill large numbers of innocent people, many of them children because they are always the easiest prey. Ask any predator, and he will tell you that.
I am inviting the wrath of my dear Montana nephews and probably a lot of other people. Please reply with something more helpful to this discussion than F... You. We are polarized by fear on this topic and I do not want to be a part of this. I also have some good gun stories, but will save them for another blog unless the response to this one is too depressing.
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