Ask your gun loving friends this question and watch them turn cowardly---hem and haw---wiggle and lie, evade and accuse. Almost none of them have the courage to confront this question rationally. But I found one---Here he is:
He was having his morning coffee---I asked the question---expecting the usual evasiveness. BUT SURPRISE:---he answered succinctly and un-defensively: SEMI-AUTOMATIC WEAPONS. And he added: There is no legitimate need for automatic weapons. (other than military)
I had stopped to photograph this provocative sign. He told me people stop often with their cameras.
In Prescott, Arizona---
This may be the biggest gun store in Arizona---
a veritable supermarket of deadliness.
RANDY PHILOSOPHIZES: The range of deadly weapons extends perhaps from a low of POCKETKNIFE to an absolute high of Atomic bombs. The question at issue is where along this spectrum shall we draw the line legally.
I salute this brave man---did you notice he is carrying a sidearm? (Arizona has perhaps the most permissive gun laws) He operates this store.
I think I agree with his answer----to draw the line between semi automatic and automatic weapons. At least for now, It seems a reasonable middle ground between too much and too little--- until so many mass murders occur that it will seem logical to begin restricting them even more---as happened in Australia. I feel safe in Canada because they have so seriously restricted firearms.
Only twice in 8000 nights of boondocking I have felt comforted by my weapons---outside Sheridan, Wyoming In a lonely place-- 4 (drunken?) teenagers roared up yelling and began to rock my rig. I was not afraid--because I was armed---having a weapon comforted me---I waited quietly--- they soon went away-- no harm done.
More seriously, in Lafayatte, La I was accosted by a carload of angry youths--yelling and cursing me for some supposed traffic infraction. I apologized profusely several times---not knowing what I had done---while just out of sight I held my equalizer. Luckily they did not attack.
All in all my guns have caused me more trouble than they are worth. In Concord, Massachusetts the cops took my weapon---disassembled it and gave it back the next day.