TPM (Talking Points Memo) posted a touching email from a reader who shot a friend by accident years ago:
I accidentally killed my best friend when I was 15. Shot my best friend of eight years a week before we started high school. I was sitting in his room holding his rifle across my legs as he talked about how he had looked it up in some collectors guide and it was worth more than when he got it (Christmas or birthday or something). All the sudden there was a gigantic explosion and the rifle flew off my legs and I looked over as my friend fell over holding his gut and the whole world was tinted a hazy red.
The writer goes on to explain why he avidly supports gun control now despite living in gun country.
After his friend's funeral:...I somehow got through that year doing normal activities and then the next one. At some point I wasn’t in the daze anymore, but nothing was ever the same. Over twenty years later I think about it at some point every single day.
So yeah, I don’t really want to be surrounded by people carrying guns. And it isn’t just that I had a terrible experience with guns. I also don’t want them around because I grew up with the Gun “Tribe”. Many of the loudest, baddest, sharpshot, ninja, gun-owners (and part-time Constitutional Scholars) I know are the biggest knuckleheads of my past:
The writer goes on to describe the type of gun nuts he sees every day - the kind we also run into all the time: poor students, dumb, angry, losers, who make crap up and assume they are smarter than everyone else because they know the parts of the gun and can use the words Constitution, Bill of Rights, and Second Amendment all in the same paragraph.
This is a touching post. Read it. This is just one more reason why the gunners are going to eventually lose a lot of their so-called "freedoms" someday (maybe not this year).