“I believe everybody in the world should have guns. Citizens should have bazookas and rocket launchers too. I believe that all citizens should have their weapons of choice. However, I also believe that only I should have the ammunition. Because frankly, I wouldn’t trust the rest of the goobers with anything more dangerous than string.” ~Scott Adams
In case you can’t tell by the above quote, I have an issue with guns. Trust me, posting about this is not how I wanted to start my solstice, but it is something that is currently stuck in my head at the moment. I don’t care whether you want to agree with me or disagree with me, nor do I mind if you open up an adult debate. However, this is a topic I will my mind on. It may be a product of past life experiences (having been a soldier and such) or from the annoyance that everyone in our faithless society feels like they can not trust their fellow-man to the point that they need a gun.
I will say it plainly: If you have a gun, you are a coward. Obviously, there are those with legitimate reasons for owning a gun (abuse ex-spouses and work, primarily), but not many at all. If you have no reason to own a gun, no actual cause except for your own fear, than you are a coward. Now, I know this will strike a chord with some, especially the husband if he ever reads this, but that, in a nut shell, is how I feel.
The United States has always claimed to be a nation of peace, justice, and freedom. I know right now that there are many that are stating, “It’s my right to bear arms, it’s in the Constitution.” Keep in mind, that the Constitution was written in a time and place much difference to today. Neighbors, for the most part, were well distanced and the army did not have the ability to move as swiftly as they do today. You could also take the exact wording of the amendment and translate it in another way from the “norm.”
A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
I see this as not so much the individual right to bear arms, but the right for a militia to exist and bear arms. by removing an un-necessary piece of the sentence, which in no way changes the intended meaning, you are given this:
A well regulated Militia, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
Which, from my view-point is like what I have said previously: we have a right to a militia. If all citizens are not part of that militia, why on Earth do they need to be armed?!
Part of my belief also stems from my feelings towards the social contract that we have built as a society. As I have mentioned before, we claim to be a nation of free, loving, and just-seeking peoples, yet we act in fear constantly of our brethren. It begins to bring up the chicken-or-the-egg concept: Did we begin to fear each other before we started arming ourselves, or only after a few morons decided that guns were a more effective way to settle matters? Regardless of the origin, I feel that the more one distrusts their kindred, the more likely that distrust will come into being. If you walk around with a concealed weapon thinking that one day you might need it, than that day will indeed come. Not because you were “right,” but because the cosmic vibrations of “I’m ready for this, so bring it to me!” that you’re subconsciously dealing out will drive that type of person right to you. They feed off from fear and violence at the spiritual level, not at the surface.
The only thing I truly have left to say on the subject, or at least for this post, is that if you do not have faith in fellow-man, than at least have faith in you Divine, whatever form you choose. Somethings happen in this life. I personally have faith that the Lord and Lady will protect me from the unnecessary. Does that mean that I go around driving like a moron and not using my seat belt? No. Those are precautions that do not poison my mind with thoughts of violence. Those are precautions that are not going to possibly hurt or kill someone. Those are precautions that are not going to put me at risk. If I’m meant to get gunned down walking through a WalMart parking lot, than there’s probably a reason for that. I refuse to spend my life in fear because of the “what could happens.”
“I will not carry a gun…. I’ll carry your books, I’ll carry a torch, I’ll carry a tune, I’ll carry on, carry over, carry forward, Cary Grant, cash and carry, carry me back to Old Virginia, I’ll even hari-kari if you show me how, but I will not carry a gun!” ~Hawkeye, M*A*S*H, “Officer of the Day”