From my cold, dead hands

Now he’s done it, now he has definitely bloody well done it. Back in the summer of 2000, when nobody really knew who George W. Bush was and I, in particular, was unsure of what sort of President he’d turn out to be I determined if nothing else, I’d vote for W because I felt sure that with him in the White House, all this anti-gun garbage would stop. Now we’ve got a Republican House, a Republican Senate and a Republican in the White House and Clinton’s “anti-scary weapons” ban is up for renewal and what would we expect? That the ban would be struck down like the reactionary crap it was 9 years ago? Sadly, you’d be mistaken. Instead our dear President has voiced his willingness to reauthorize the law and possibly, if the liberal bunny huggers have their way, expand it to include basically any weapon made after 1945 and most pump-action shotguns. Lovely. Just what we need in a time of war.

You really ought to read what’s prohibited in this new act: AKs of all shapes and sizes, SKSs with detachable magazines, pump-action shotguns with more than a 5 shell capacity, M-1 carbines and potentially even the M-1 Garand fer chrissakes! The weapon that won World War 2 and is constantly lauded by generals and soldiers alike is likely to be banned under this new law.

When the original “assault weapons ban” came out I was not in favor of it but I could let it slide, most of the weapons were not ones I was interested in owning and the restrictions on magazine capacity, etc were not onerous. I am a big fan of compromise, maybe if we give them the most egregious weapons they’ll leave us the hell alone. Unfortunately the wild and wooly left has never learned the meaning of the word compromise (they also have problems with the meaning of the words fascism, Nazi, Taliban, diversity, democracy, republic and federalism among others). So, instead of taking what was offered and enforcing existing laws they’ve reached out their bony claws grasping for more. I am now a strict believer in the NRA and all they try to do, you simply can’t give an inch to these people! If you give an inch, they want a yard and so forth. Look at the history of the culture wars over just the last half century – every time we offer a compromise they take it and then sweep all remaining protected areas off the table. We conceded that maybe Vietnam was not such a hot idea, they’ve now forced upon the populace that the military and military action is in all ways and in all situtations a bad thing. We conceded that maybe victorian standards of sexual morality were a little strict, they’ve now come to the point of trying to force acceptance of polygamy, polyamory and pedophilia.

I dunno, I am a child of modernity. I don’t advocate intolerance (though tolerance does not imply acceptance) and I try to meet every person as a person – not as black or brown, gay or bi, woman or transsexual – but just as a human being who is as entitled to live their lives within societal boundaries as anyone else. It just doesn’t seem like that’s good enough anymore, there can be no compromise, just unremitting war until one side is destroyed.

Unfortunately, it looks like we’re on the losing side.

Oh W, how you wound me. Here I was thinking you were Rooseveltian in the Teddy “speak softly and carry a big stick mode” and instead you’re turning out to be Rooseveltian in the Franklin “the guvmint is the source of power” mode.

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