Kids And Guns

Kids and guns

The quotes of the day are from this discussion of shotgun locks over at The High Road:

“I’m reminded of: ‘If Plan A is to take multiple .338 shots to the back, you really need to come up with a Plan B.
I’ll make a parents version: If plan A is to depend on the wisdom of a 4 year old, you really need to come up with a Plan B.’

‘I don’t trust kids…especially boys. I was one.’ “

Just yesterday, my 7 year old son managed to climb a six-foot cinder block fence without the aid of a ladder and my 5 year old son spent the afternoon “decorating” his room with Magic Marker, so let me say I’ve gone WAY beyond Plan B and I’m into Plans Q and R right now.

Plastic Fantastic

Plastic Fantastic

Lower

Earlier this year, I won a gun (ok, an AR Lower, but it counts, right?) off the prize table at the Superstition Mountain Mystery Three Gun.

And here’s what it turned into.

Cav Arms lower + MagPul

  • CavArms Lower
  • 16″ Dane Armory barrel
  • VM HyTech Upper from my old AR
  • Magpul forend
  • No-name handle and front sight

It’s unbelievably light, shoots very well and will make a great plinker/defense gun for when I don’t want to use the UEBR.

Both Sides Of The Story

Both sides of the story

Unlike a lot of gunnies, I can completely empathize with the goals and ideals behind the Brady campaign, and Sebastian deserves to be praised for opening up a dialog with them. We’re not all gun-crazy loonies, and they’re not all gun-grabbing socialists.

I don’t agree with the Brady campaign, but I can see how their point of view evolved. 

Just like the Brady campaign, I don’t like violent criminals, and I don’t like guns being used as a means to commit suicide (remind me to tell you all of the encounter with a failed suicide victim I had as a young lad in high school). 

But. 

I don’t blame backyard pools for accidental drownings and I don’t blame baseball bats for muggings. I don’t blame the printing press for the existence of Mein Kampf and I don’t blame Thomas Edison for Uwe Boll’s awful, awful films

Ok, I may waver a bit on that last one. 

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There’s No “eh” In “freedom”

There’s no “eh” in “freedom”

Valley of the Ten Peaks

I grew up in Canada. See that photo? That’s two hours away from my home town. I love Canada, always have, always will. 

But. 

The fact that the citizens of Canada are even considering arguing whether or not the government has the right to track, index and tax the rifles and shotguns of law-abiding citizens (to say nothing of the almost complete ban on handguns up North) saddens me to no end. 

Beware the government that is wary of its citizens. 

The Stat That Wouldn’t Die

The stat that wouldn’t die

So, 90% of the guns used by criminals in Mexico that CAN be traced back to the United States ARE traced back to the United States

Or, in other words, 10% aren’t. 

I’d be willing to bet that 90% of the crimes in Mexico committed by Canadians can be traced back to Canada: Therefore, Canada has a rampant crime problem. Oh, and thousands of criminals are streaming across the St. Lawrence, across the U.S. and into Mexico. 

Not me, of course, just more of those “eastern creeps and bums“. 

Train Up A Child In The Way They Should Go

Train up a child in the way they should go

I remember one of the major network newsmagazine shows did an entire show on kids and guns a few years back. They gave a bunch of eight year olds the standard “If you see a gun, don’t touch, run, and tell a grown-up lecture”, and then later in the day, set up a deactivated gun in an unattended location with a hidden camera on it in order to record the kids reaction. 

And the kids not only touched the gun, some of them picked it up and played with it. Why? Because kids are curious about stuff they’re not used to, that’s why. Their conclusion was simple: If you have guns, you shouldn’t have kids (I wonder if they feel the same way about kids and swimming pools. I digress.).

My kids know not touch a gun or ammunition, but they are also used to guns, in fact, my youngest is a bit bonkers for them, I have GOT to get him an air rifle as soon as I can.Now I’m not saying my sons are impervious to the temptation of reaching for the forbidden fruit, but both of them were playing unsupervised in our master bedroom yesterday, and my unloaded rifle and unloaded shotgun were resting on the bed, waiting to be put away after my three gun match. I snuck in and watched what they were doing, and rather than play with Daddy’s guns, which were sitting there right out in the open, they were playing with our cat. 

That’s good to know. I’m still going to lock everything up, but that’s still good to know. 

Gun Shots

Gun shots

One burr that gets under my saddle is people taking pictures of themselves holding guns. 

There are two three times when it’s ok to take a picture of someone holding a gun. 

– When you are posing with your trophy/trophies from a successful hunt (Mosquitos do NOT count)

– When you are taking a group photo of your military or law enforcement combat team. 

– During a course of fire at firearms competition. 

I have exactly one picture of me holding a camera, despite being around some really neat cameras for fifteen years (if you ever get a chance to pick up a Sinar P2, I heartily recommend them). To a professional photographer, a camera is a tool, as worthy of special recognition as a belt sander or joiner is to a carpenter. Sure, there’s some really nice cameras out there and yes, we get excited about the latest and great thing to come down the pike, but by and large, the nice qualities a camera might have is a result of their functionality and not from their innate beauty (Although the Contax G1 is just *gorgeous* and really useful. I digress.).

This is also my attitude with my guns. I have some guns that are really pretty to look at and some that are not, but I judge each gun I own (with one exception) according to it’s ability to do the task that I require of it, from busting clays to plinking to IPSC to 300 yard shots. The exception to the rule is the M1903 that’s in the photo I linked above: It’s not capable of being shot as the receivers from very early Springfields weren’t heat-treated properly, so it’s job is to be a family heirloom.

And no, I’m not a fan of “barbecue guns“, and I’m not a fan of tactical-for-tactical’s sake either: If a rail helps, use it, if it doesn’t, leave it off. I just don’t understand how we in the gun community (rightfully) criticize the anti-gunners for turning guns into killing machines possessed of their own will and then turn around and elevate what was and is a tool, a (very) refined blunt instrument into an object d’art and statement of our self-esteem.

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Down By One

Down by one

So a mainstream environmentalist ecological terrorist takes hostages at the headquarters of the Discovery Channel and demands more TV shows about removing the stinking mass of polluting humanity from the face of Mother Gaia and wiping the Earth clean of human civilization. 

And the Maryland State Police Hostage Rescue Team grants him his wish, (in a limited sense), courtesy of a 7.62mm jacketed hollow point round. 

Civilization 1, Malthusian economics 0. 

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