A little Kid Rock there to get the party started.
So, I wanna be a cowboy. Who doesn’t. Have you ever seen John Wayne swagger? When you swagger like that, people think one of two things – either he has jock-itch, or he’s a bad, bad dude. And the way he says “Pil-grum.” ** swoon ** It’s man-love at first sight (you know, where you shake a hand and do that little one-armed half-hug).
So, what’s brought this kind of talk on, you ask? Winchester. The Winchester 1300 Defender pump-action 12-gauge shotgun, to be exact. Here’s a picture if you’re interested.
But alas! My wife, Emma, is all up in arms (pun intended) over my newfound love affair. I mean, I understand her concern and all. She’s witnessed me fall out of a chair, trip over my own pants, and hurt myself in the most amazing ways. She knows about the time I accidentally drilled a hole through the side of our house. But let’s put that aside for a moment. I grew up in the country on a farm. My brother and I learned about guns at a very early age. In fact, I think my dad gave me a new .410 single-shot shotgun when I was just 12 years old. I loved that thing. I really do know what I’m doing around guns.
I like to look at the practical side of things. Crime is up in this town, and our mayor and city council don’t have a clue. They’re more concerned about setting up a citizen review board to knit-pick what our boys-in-blue do rather than coming up with ways to combat escalating violent crime. (Just as an aside, if you want to cut crime, I think you should start giving cops the authority to shoot anyone that has their pants hanging off their butt. It would send a message. That’s all I’m saying.)
I’m very concerned with protecting my family. Emma doesn’t quite understand that. The way I figure it, the reason she doesn’t understand is because she’s not the one in charge of protecting said family. That falls on the man of the house. I literally lose sleep over this some nights. I’m pretty sure that the sight of me in my underwear at 2-o’clock in the morning is not going to be enough to stop someone that breaks into our house. Although, I could be wrong. It seems to stop my wife all the time!
I’m going to keep working on her. I’ll keep you posted on my progress.
Pil-grum.
My dear husband and I argue about this subject all the time. I am a farm girl as well, and feel the need from time to time to blast a hole in things. I would also like the ability to blast a hole into anything that came to my door at 2:00 am wanting to start some trouble. (Your wife knows this tale.) I also would like to take up speed shooting… but that’s another topic entirely.
Instead, I must rely on the speed of our county sheriff, and his ability to navigate through our neighborhood of streets that are not yet on the county road crews snow removal map. There’s a real problem with *me* not being able to have a gun in my home.
Like you, I’d probably be more partial to a shotgun, (Nothing says “GET THE **** OUT” like that nice warning click-click of a shotgun.) and I’d like to have a chance to use it for recreation and security. However, that’s never going to fly in my house. In fact, I’d have a better chance of getting ADT than I would a shotgun. And there’s not much chance I’ll ever get that on our budget.
Wanna talk about the right to bear arms?
Dude, I’ve got 2 – 50 lb dumbells. And I know how to use them.
Hope things work out the best for all.
And in the meantime, if you need a dumbbell, just holler. I’m armed with iron.
I bet Emma can take you.
I’m all up in arms huh? Well, it’s not so much about the whole gun thing, it’s about the shotgun. I think it’s overkill for what you want to do with it. That’s all.
You don’t even have to load the shotgun. If someone breaks into your house and they hear you pump the shotgun as if putting the shell in the chamber it scares them away – so “they” say. Personally, I have a meat saw under the bed. It’s a small saw, wickedly jagged and sharp on both sides. The person breaking in can not get it out of your hands withoug shredding his/her hands to pieces. A St. Louis City Policeman suggested this. Oh, the 38 I have doesn’t hurt either.
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