Jarhead_22
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My two shooting partners (and former active duty Marines) and I just returned from the counter-demonstration in downtown Dallas. Actually, there were only about 30 or so women of childbearing age, but the kids (it's for the children, after all) and emasculated men made up a grand total of about 60, falling a touch short of the Million advertised. There were about 15 of us fighting the good fight, made up mostly of NRA and TSRA (Texas State Rifle Association) members. There were a few signs, like "Guns cause murder like a spoon made Rosie O'Donut fat," and "What Would Jesus Do? Carry!"
They had the one attractive woman in the bunch as the main speaker, introducing the Reverend, the Mother of a Victim, and an Assistant Chief of the Dallas PD up there on the dais with them. The victim's mom gave a speech about how smart and wonderful her son was, but not a lot of details about how he got shot. The Dallas Assistant Chief talked mostly about Project Exile and prosecuting criminals, so he was up there walking a tightrope. The reverend talked about investigating the connections between handgun violence and the military, which confused me no end.
The folks that were out there with me rebutted the more ridiculous statements by the Thirty Misguided Mommies, and I was called an "a$$hole" by one of the mommmies who was standing next to her daughter. I asked her if she usually used that language around her children, but didn't get a response. The next time I had something to say, she walked over and said someting to the two Dallas PD officers standing at the back of the crowd, but came back alone with no result. I remarked to her that she obviously didn't have any more respect for the First Amendment than she did for the Second, but again got no response.
At one point a lady tried to get us to be quiet or go away by telling us it was a memorial, and that we should show more respect. I told her that she was trying to use emotion to overcome common sense for a political end, but it didn't dent the armor of altruism in which she had wrapped herself.
They ended the event with a couple of songs, including "This Little Light of Mine," and I really wished I had my Benelli with the Sure Fire front end to show them what This Little Light of Mine could really do.
I went back to where the DPD officers were standing and asked if the mommy was trying to have me shut up. They told me that they told her to move up to the front if she didn't want to hear me, that I had as much right as they (the mommies) did to speak. I thanked them and asked if the Chief represented the DPD. They smiled and one kind of looked away and shook his head. I wished them a good night and went back to the fun.
While some of the mommies were cleaning up, I had a polite discussion with one of them and we agreed that people should be responsible for their firearms, and that there should be a firing pin interlock so that pistols wouldn't fire when dropped. But when she told me I was paranoid and that it was sad that I felt I needed a gun, I asked if she had a sign in front of her house stating that it contained no guns. She said no. I then told her that if that was the case, her family's safety benefitted from the fact that I owned a gun by the simple reason that a criminal had to weigh the odds of her having a gun simply by virtue that he knows SOMEONE does. I also told her that I had nothing to be paranoid about, since I have a firearm, training in its use and confidence in myself. Oh, it's worth noting that this lady had a HEAVY British accent. She told me numerous times that violent crime in England had not risen since guns were confiscated there, so I was obviously having a battle of wits with the unarmed.
By the way, I found out about this protest when I joined the TSRA at the Market Hall gunshow this weekend. I also got a great IWB Kydex holster for my Kimber and a 1200 round case of 55gr South African .223. All in all, it was a great Second Amendment day. Oh, I also found out that Albertson's, the grocery store I shopped in until now, is a sponsor of the Million Misguided Mommies. I will be speaking to the store manager and writing a strong letter to corporate tomorrow, and shopping at the Super Wally World from now on.
Jarhead out.
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"Oh, my countrymen! What will our children say, when they read the history of these times? Should they find we tamely gave away without one noble struggle, the most invaluable of earthly blessings? As they drag the galling chain, will they not execrate us? If we have any respect for things sacred; any regard to the dearest treasures on earth; if we have one tender sentiment for posterity; if we would not be despised by the whole world - let us in the most open, solemn manner, and with determined fortitude, swear we will die, if we cannot live free men!”
--Josiah Quincy, Jr., 1788 published in the Boston Gazette
They had the one attractive woman in the bunch as the main speaker, introducing the Reverend, the Mother of a Victim, and an Assistant Chief of the Dallas PD up there on the dais with them. The victim's mom gave a speech about how smart and wonderful her son was, but not a lot of details about how he got shot. The Dallas Assistant Chief talked mostly about Project Exile and prosecuting criminals, so he was up there walking a tightrope. The reverend talked about investigating the connections between handgun violence and the military, which confused me no end.
The folks that were out there with me rebutted the more ridiculous statements by the Thirty Misguided Mommies, and I was called an "a$$hole" by one of the mommmies who was standing next to her daughter. I asked her if she usually used that language around her children, but didn't get a response. The next time I had something to say, she walked over and said someting to the two Dallas PD officers standing at the back of the crowd, but came back alone with no result. I remarked to her that she obviously didn't have any more respect for the First Amendment than she did for the Second, but again got no response.
At one point a lady tried to get us to be quiet or go away by telling us it was a memorial, and that we should show more respect. I told her that she was trying to use emotion to overcome common sense for a political end, but it didn't dent the armor of altruism in which she had wrapped herself.
They ended the event with a couple of songs, including "This Little Light of Mine," and I really wished I had my Benelli with the Sure Fire front end to show them what This Little Light of Mine could really do.
I went back to where the DPD officers were standing and asked if the mommy was trying to have me shut up. They told me that they told her to move up to the front if she didn't want to hear me, that I had as much right as they (the mommies) did to speak. I thanked them and asked if the Chief represented the DPD. They smiled and one kind of looked away and shook his head. I wished them a good night and went back to the fun.
While some of the mommies were cleaning up, I had a polite discussion with one of them and we agreed that people should be responsible for their firearms, and that there should be a firing pin interlock so that pistols wouldn't fire when dropped. But when she told me I was paranoid and that it was sad that I felt I needed a gun, I asked if she had a sign in front of her house stating that it contained no guns. She said no. I then told her that if that was the case, her family's safety benefitted from the fact that I owned a gun by the simple reason that a criminal had to weigh the odds of her having a gun simply by virtue that he knows SOMEONE does. I also told her that I had nothing to be paranoid about, since I have a firearm, training in its use and confidence in myself. Oh, it's worth noting that this lady had a HEAVY British accent. She told me numerous times that violent crime in England had not risen since guns were confiscated there, so I was obviously having a battle of wits with the unarmed.
By the way, I found out about this protest when I joined the TSRA at the Market Hall gunshow this weekend. I also got a great IWB Kydex holster for my Kimber and a 1200 round case of 55gr South African .223. All in all, it was a great Second Amendment day. Oh, I also found out that Albertson's, the grocery store I shopped in until now, is a sponsor of the Million Misguided Mommies. I will be speaking to the store manager and writing a strong letter to corporate tomorrow, and shopping at the Super Wally World from now on.
Jarhead out.
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"Oh, my countrymen! What will our children say, when they read the history of these times? Should they find we tamely gave away without one noble struggle, the most invaluable of earthly blessings? As they drag the galling chain, will they not execrate us? If we have any respect for things sacred; any regard to the dearest treasures on earth; if we have one tender sentiment for posterity; if we would not be despised by the whole world - let us in the most open, solemn manner, and with determined fortitude, swear we will die, if we cannot live free men!”
--Josiah Quincy, Jr., 1788 published in the Boston Gazette
) bliss-ninny said to Darth and I "I want to encourage you to take care of your children", as though somehow we hadn't been up to that point, and then when she found out we have guns in the house and our 7yo is learning to shoot "I can't believe that! She is going to get them and blow her head off, or hurt one of you!" We kept trying to tell her there was nothing to fear, as our girl is allowed to handle our guns pretty much whenever she wants (thereby eliminating the desire to sneak and mess with them, as they have lost the mystique), and we supervise her, and she can be trusted to obey us. The bliss-ninny would hear none of it, and just endlessly repeated "I can't believe [fill in the blank]!" or just walking away. This was one of her favorite tactics, BTW- she would speak her piece, then walk away without giving any of us protesters a chance to retort. She called several of us closedminded, but I could not tell that she was particularly open to our side, either.