Marko Kloos
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Yesterday, my romie and I stopped at our new local neighborhood gun shop (that's Montague's at Downtown West for you K-towners), and I had some plastic burning a hole in my pocket. I walked out with a Ruger box under my arm, containing a NIB Ruger 10/22.
Now, this rifle is nothing fancy, just the plain-jane 10/22 with the birchwood stock, but it's my first 10/22. I grew up in a place where the King's Men get to decide who gets to own guns, and most people just don't qualify for that grave responsibility in their eyes...especially not a kid with a misunderstood affinity for firearms. I would have loved a rifle like this when I was 13, so I guess I am reliving my youth a little.
Random thoughts inspired by this politically incorrect "recreational firearm": Don't ever back down, don't ever concede anything to the gun grabbers. If you do, you may end up with a country where your grandkids can only drool over 10/22s in gun shops, but never own or fire one. This is only my second rifle (my first one being an Enfield Mk.4 carbine), and I can't begin to describe how liberating it feels to hold a long gun that was not issued to me by the state. You tend to appreciate the freedoms in this country even more when you come from a place where they were nonexistent.
Now, this rifle is nothing fancy, just the plain-jane 10/22 with the birchwood stock, but it's my first 10/22. I grew up in a place where the King's Men get to decide who gets to own guns, and most people just don't qualify for that grave responsibility in their eyes...especially not a kid with a misunderstood affinity for firearms. I would have loved a rifle like this when I was 13, so I guess I am reliving my youth a little.
Random thoughts inspired by this politically incorrect "recreational firearm": Don't ever back down, don't ever concede anything to the gun grabbers. If you do, you may end up with a country where your grandkids can only drool over 10/22s in gun shops, but never own or fire one. This is only my second rifle (my first one being an Enfield Mk.4 carbine), and I can't begin to describe how liberating it feels to hold a long gun that was not issued to me by the state. You tend to appreciate the freedoms in this country even more when you come from a place where they were nonexistent.