Guns? Are you pro or con? Explain your point of view. That’s kind of like being asked if someone is pro or con hammers and nails, or knives, or I dunno… hairdryers. Guns exist in the world and they’re not going anywhere. Someone can not like guns all they want, but they’re still a thing that people want and have. Guns in and of themselves are neither good nor evil. They are inert and can do nothing on their own. It is the person holding the gun who uses it for their purpose. A gun is a tool, and like any tool, it can be used to do good things — bring food to the table, defend house and home, defend one’s country, and so on, or it can be used to do pretty awful things, murder innocent people, take over countries, &c… I, myself, wouldn’t mind owning a gun for home defense. In Washington State, that would be difficult for me, because I have been diagnosed with a mental illness. In other states though… not so much. I, personally am not a threat to anyone despite being mentally interesting because my flavor of brain weirdness does not cause me to want to go out and shoot people. Most people who are mentally interesting are not the threat — it’s the bastards of the world who are. They are not “mentally ill”, they are just evil assholes with a control problem. But that’s neither here nor there. I think that guns are not the problem — the inconsistent regulation of guns are the problem. They should be regulated — consistently and thoroughly. In every state. Also, no one but the military should be carrying around fully automated weapons. But that’s part of regulation.
I have a few stories involving guns, and two happened at the same store, a store I was working at in Virginia awhile back. The first one happened to me one slow Sunday morning when I was working alone. I was chatting with some locals when a man staggered in, drunk off his ass. He stumbled up to the counter, slapped his handgun on the counter and politely asked for some cigarettes. My regulars saw the gun and backed slowly away. This was before the time of cellphones. I gave the man his cigarettes, he fumbled for his wallet, paid for them, picked up his gun and staggered out the door. I immediately picked up the phone, called 911 and informed them that there was a drunk man wandering the streets with a gun that I’m completely sure he wasn’t even aware he had on him. Luckily, this was also before the time of cops shooting first and asking questions later. At least there was nothing on the news about it. I’d never seen that dude before or since.
The second involved the owner of said store. I wasn’t there when it happened, but I got an earful about it from the locals, and my co-workers. It seems some locals brought some dude from out of town to the store, and that dude thought it would be a good idea to steal a beer. It wasn’t. The owner confronted this dude and they got into a heated argument. The locals left the dude high and dry in the front of the store — arguing with the owner. They argued in front of the store (I’ve been told) for almost an hour. The owner went back into the store, picked up the gun from under the counter went back outside and shot the guy in the head, killing him instantly. He went to jail for it, but not to prison. Somehow, he got probation and time served. He had to sell his store and can’t ever own any stores ever again, but whatever.
My psycho ex also had a gun. I don’t know how he obtained it because the dude’s mental, but he had it. The last night we were together, when he lost his mind, that gun in the closet of our bedroom is one of the reasons why I locked myself in the bedroom. I totally did not want him to remember it was there. He’d already tried to choke me, I didn’t want him to shoot me. A lot of that night is kind of hazy because I was on edge, but I remember clearly thinking I needed to hide that gun from him somehow and then thinking that If I did that, he might go completely over the edge. So I just cut off his access to the gun by locking myself in the same room with it. That and, you know, to keep myself out of his reach too. Two birds and all that. I believe that people who want to have guns should be allowed to, and the people who really want to have guns will find a way to, even if the law doesn’t let them. There’s a saying: If the law outlaws guns, then only outlaws will have guns. I kind of agree with it, but as I said, guns in and of themselves are not evil.
The guy in my first story didn’t hurt anyone with his gun — no news story or anything. He was just being drunk and stupid. He *could* have hurt someone, but didn’t. My upstanding boss flat out killed a man in cold blood with his gun — over a beer. So far as I know, my psycho ex hasn’t killed anyone with his gun either. He tried to kill me with his hands. He’s brandished his guns, but so far as I know, hasn’t actually used them. My second husband liked to bring out his gun and show them off to. I’ve had a lot of boyfriends and significant others over the years who liked guns. Some were safer than others in their use of them. But my ex-boss is the only one who’s actually killed someone… oh… wait… my daughter dated someone who (years after she stopped dating him) ended up shooting his mom. So I know of two people who’ve killed someone with guns. Would they have killed the person had they not had access to guns? I dunno. Sometimes one tool will do just as well as another.
How would your country change if everyone, regardless of age, could vote? I think that there should be a minimum age for voting. People under a certain age do not grasp how the world works, and that’s why we have a minimum voting age. If we let everyone vote, no matter what age, it would be — unreliable at best and… I dunno… maybe kids would vote the same as their parents. So you’d have five kids voting for the same person their parents vote for. Maybe it would be… interesting.
What’s your cure for hiccups? Take a glass of water, at least eight ounces. Pinch your nose closed. Drink the glass of water — all of it in one go. Works every time. Every. Single. Time.
What’s the coldest you’ve ever been? A while back, I drove with a friend of mine from Mississippi to Upper Michigan. He was moving up there and I was gonna help him settle in. It was just after Christmas. We got up there to find the place he was staying in didn’t have any heat. I dunno if you know were upper Michigan is, dear reader, but it’s just below Canada. And in the time between Christmas and New Year’s, it’s bloody cold up there. To be without heat is… brrrrr. Let’s put it this way, on the way up to his new digs my toes froze. For some reason, while I was living in Mississippi, I developed Raynaud’s Disease where my fingers and toes would just randomly turn cold and white. In freaking Mississippi! It’s not even cold there! It was bizarre, especially since it’s since disappeared. Gone like it never existed. Anyway, on the way up to Michigan, my stupid toes on my right foot were completely white even in a heated truck. I could barely walk. But in his unheated house? It was pretty damned cold, and my digits were not feeling it. I was there for about week, and it was… cold! I suppose I’ve been colder, but that’s what came to mind.
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I mentioned in my previous post that we took our pets — three dogs and one cat — to the vet this past week. So far, they’ve all been healthy. The vet that saw Poptart today did take a biopsy of the lump that’s on his chest, but he thinks that it is most likely a fatty tumor. Here’s to hoping. We won’t know of course until the blood work comes back. Interestingly, Brandy is on the cusp of hypothyroidism, while Mister is on the cusp of hyperthyroidism — which might explain why Mister has been zooming around the house this past week or so — normal kitty behavior for most cats, but not for Mister. We just need to keep an eye on both of them for other symptoms. Other than that though, they all appear to be in good health. So, that’s something to be grateful for. Having four pets though, that gets expensive. We could afford them when we got them… but circumstances change. We’ll be keeping it to two from now on as they pass on. But for now, we will just have to see what we can do with four.
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