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Am I surprised that four gun control bills failed today?

Let's do the gun math.

a typical AR 15 semi automatic assault rifle with a 30 shot clip
There are 56 Republicans in the Senate earn $174,000 each. The NRA alone has donated $36 million to these 56 senators, roughly $643,000 each. This just in, four different gun-control bills were rejected. Quantity of my surprise, zero.

Okay, more math. There are 56 Republicans in the Senate. It requires exactly 7 to lose their jobs if we would like to prevent a future Orlando, or Sandy Hook, or San Bernadino, or black church massacre, or abortion clinic shooting, or movie theater assassination, or Columbine. Ironically, that's one mass murder for each of the Senate Republicans that should've listened to the 3/4 of us that recognize the second amendment is necessary, but also that reasonable and enforceable gun controls on assault weapons.

Before you start screaming that I may lilly livered liberal, know that I am not. I believe the Second Amendment is designed to ensure the safety of democracy. I also believe that democracy can be used in our favor to slow an epidemic of hate, which also coincidentally is being kindled by the same groups against gun control.

If you believe in democracy, and protection thereof, then you also must believe that the majority is able to make decisions and institute regulation for the good of society. Some individuals will claim I'm stomping on individual rights. I want the individual right to go to church, attend a concert, send my children to school, without worrying that some religious nut job embarrassed about his own sexuality, that some racist kid with a tiny penis complex, that some pro-lifer that only values the unborn, or some kid that went off his medication after sustaining a lifetime of bullying because he was an introvert, loads up an AR-15 with 180 rounds of ammunition. I also think I have the right to do this without depending on an untrained, undereducated redneck with his NRA bumper sticker to defend me with his 45 caliber hand cannon which would put a whole in the bad guy, through the undercover cop approaching him from behind, through the wall, through the car window, and through the skull of a toddler before coming to rest embedded in a mandatory seat required for child safety.

Go ahead, ask me how I feel about gun controls. I fucking dare you.




Comments

  1. OK Jason I will bite. I was pleased in my recent battle with Brer Fox that I was able to drive my antique shotgun into town and buy some shells without giving out any personal info. I am sure you are not concerned by a granny and her shotgun. The way the 2nd amendment is worded seems to suggest that firearms are important for more than protecting our chickens. The concept of a well armed militia is intriguing to me but I would be hesitant to buy a weapon capable of silencing an unruly government if it meant my name would go on the books, etc. What exactly are you proposing?

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