I have no compunction about where a firearm is from, especially if no other good choice (new), unless from a known sheister or overt supporter of bad deeds. An old musical had a song with a line that's always stuck with me: "you've got to be carefully taught,..to hate and fear...you've got to be carefully taught," to paraphrase it. I believe that's exactly how both the citizenry of Nazi Germany and Japan were in the first part of the 20th Century, and unfortunately what we've been seeing with certain elements in/from the Middle East--"carefully taught." I'm convinced folks aren't born bad; they're raised--or later on--taught bad, brainwashed, duped and ignorant out of fear, or what have you, susceptible to such for whatever reasons. Those who are brought up otherwise with what most of us consider (should be) universally-accepted standards of "good" behavior and values end up good people. Those that weren't, aren't. That goes for here as well as abroad. There are folks here who worship snakes and toadstools and in a trance utter odd mumbo jumbo (to me), and still think is ok to abuse kids and beat women fer crimenysakes, and cite some religious edict as their inspiration. It's all what (sometimes unthinkable to most of us) influences you grew up with and how you're taught--what kakamehme (sp?) ideas were put into your little skull early on--or otherwise threated you with later on in life.
Back to Japan, while (my father was) stationed at an Air Force base there in the early 60s, a scant seventeen years post USS Missouri in Tokyo Bay and a scant thirty miles from Nagasaki, closer yet to other Allied bombing (imcluding our base!), we found most of the indigenous people of all ages to be kind and generous folk...and American lovers, holly berries, snowflakes and "Merry Christmas!" scripted in the village store windows and everything . Even the few Nagasaki survivors we met, with the tell-tale keloid scarring, were this way. Our maid's brother was a Kamikaze pilot who died--and for all we knew may have taken more than a few of "us" with him--in Okinawa. (A Navy colleague of my father's stationed at nearby Sasebo was on one of those attacked carriers and married a Japanese woman). She shied from talking about that stuff--and got upset at me for insensitively--as only a nine year old would--flying around my large B-29 model (she tolerated other kid's "war stuff"),...But, along with her two fine teenage kids, we became her family--and she was to us--and we all wept when we said goodbye as we would our own as we headed back for the States. We wanted to take them all with us. There were certainly a few curmudgeons left over "from the old days," embittered by the war either as combatants or domestic survivors, but they were the minority or at least much less visible. Otherwise, everywhere we went, genuine friendliness and in many cases instant friends.
So, back on topic, I'm with DPris on this. Long live Miroku, until we can get it together here enough to make similar quality Winchester 92s and 94s! Then, I'll more than applaud the news, I'll buy one! (at least) for now, I've got mine (Browning 92/86) and no current budget for new (from anywhere) but I'd certainly support new Winchester levers born stateside again!