Thursday, July 1, 2010

Some Sanity

From New Hampshire.

How many times did I have a discussion with someone who was anti-gun, and I asked them about knives?

They could never really answer the question as to why a switch blade should be illegal while a fixed blade was legal, other than that last ditch "what do you need it for?", which I might answer with "I do nothing with my privacy. It's mine by right."

They would ridicule the notion that when they were done with guns they would get to knives, and then rocks.

What a crazy argument, don't derail the discussion, it is about guns was a typical response.

Well England has gone crazy with knife laws, right down to the notion of banning "pointy" kitchen knives because, wait for it... "Do you really need it?"

Swords too.

England is even rolling out shatter proof pint glasses because they can be used as a weapon when broken to expose a sharp edge.

Still waiting to see where Ol' Blighty moves on rocks, but add them to Canada and Australia and we are left truly alone. When the liberals prevail here you'd better dress your children in burqas and teach them the Quran in Mandarin.

New York City just stole a couple million dollars worth of knives from such frightening back alley criminal cartels as Home Depot and Eastern Mountain Sports.

The pansy D.A. who ordered the "raid" is the priveledged son of Cyrus Vance who was secretary of state under that lame sack Jimmy Carter.

The NYTimes blows smoke up the elite wuss's ass here.

Jimmy Carter is a gun owner. He shot his neighbor's cat dead and sent a touching note informing them. What a consummate ass the man is:


To Sybil,

Lamentably, I killed your cat while trying just to sting it. It was crouched, as usual, under one of our bird feeders & I fired from some distance with bird shot. It may ease your grief somewhat to know that the cat was buried properly with a prayer & that I’ll be glad to get you another of your choice.

I called & came by your house several times. We will be in the Dominican Republic until Thursday. I’ll see you then.

Love, Jimmy

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