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  • Gun Nation honest talk.

    Whenever I am in the presence of a firearm I get a little nervous. The gun is a machine that is designed to kill a living being. When I find myself near a gun I wonder about the gun owner's state of mind. Being unarmed I am at a significant disadvantage. It doesn't matter who the gun owner is, he or she could be a cop, a member of the military, a government agent, etc., the gun owner is a human being with the power of life or death strapped to their hip.

    The mind is such a fragile thing, it can make mistakes, or be misinformed, or biased or diseased. Since all humans are imperfect, all are capable of horrendous atrocities. A gun is an effective killing machine. Better than a knife or a club. More precise than a bomb.

    So while I will admit I am a bit more comfortable if the holder of the gun was a law enforcement officer, that fact doesn't soothe my anxieties.

    In the debate about gun control, some good points were made about the proposed banning of assault weapons, or guns that look like assault weapons, like the AR-15. But semi-automatic handguns are more dangerous because they are easier to conceal, to transport, to operate in confined spaces. Tru dat.

    So I have concluded the most outrageous, most impractical, most improbable solution to the problem: ban all guns! Get rid of the damn things. Destroy them. Disinvent them. Disarm everybody. Outlaw war itself.

    What about hunting? Well, do we really need to kill animals to survive? Hunting is a blood thirsty sport that appeals to our most primitive survivalist nature. Isn't time to start evolving?

    What about target practice, plinking. Where's the harm? It's a sport! A hobby. Gun owning should be a privilege and not a right. 100,000 Americans are hurt each year because they like their guns. Not just homicides, but suicides and accidents by gun are all preventable. If there were no guns there would be no gun deaths. Yet, gun hobbyists defend their owning of killing machines as if they were pieces of sporting equipment.

    Yeah, I know guns don't kill people, people kill people. If they didn't have guns they would find something else. The problem is people. Change people! Okay.

    I would change people if I had my magic wand, but it seems that I have misplaced it. In the meantime, let's concentrate our efforts on the next best thing… getting guns out of the hands of… violent human beings. (You thought I was going to say criminals, right? Actually anyone, at anytime can become a criminal. We all have the capacity to commit a violent crime. The "good guy vs bad guy" argument is specious. We are all the same, there is no difference. )

    So how do we solve the problem? Arm more people? That sounds counterintuitive to me. More guns intimidate me. It will hamper my ability to speak freely. I am on edge in the presence of firearms. So what about my right to Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness?

    If you're casually toting an AR-15 on your shoulder in the mall where I am shopping, you are a potential lethal threat. In a matter of seconds, your right to bear the firearm can be the cause of destruction of dozens perhaps hundreds of lives.

    What we need is a non-lethal gun. A device that will stop a criminal in his tracks without killing him. A device that will render the threat harmless. A Star-Trek Phaser!

    But until that day comes when we evolve to a higher level spiritual consciousness, we'll have to struggle to find new ways to accept each other's humanity.
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