NRA Fantasy Is Just That
After the horrifying events in Aurora, Colo., and the predictable NRA defense by Republican county leader Robert Levy (July 29), I began thinking that arming my dementia-afflicted 91-year-old mother with a Glock was probably a good idea.
After all, had those poor souls in Pinelake been packing heat in their walkers and wheelchairs, as Levy suggests, the tragedy there could have been minimized. Nothing better than Granny wasting the bad guy.
The NRA fantasy, an armed public bringing down a crazed gunman, is just that, a fantasy. I submit that had anyone been armed in Aurora, chances are they would have (a). been nowhere near the gunman; (b). forgotten they were armed; (c). shot an innocent bystander; (d). been shot by the gunman, easy target and out-gunned; or (e). all of the above.
Like profanity, gun lovers and gun controllers need each other. So I suggest a logical compromise would be to treat bullets like tobacco and alcohol. Tax the heck out of them.
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