A rifle, specially made for children. Think about it. Some sales rep at a gun manufacturer pipes up at a sales meeting, “Hey, maybe there’s a market for kiddie guns! No, I mean real guns. With bullets!” Everybody cheers and the guy gets a raise, and nobody stops for a second and says, “You know, we don’t trust our five-year olds with matches. Maybe guns should wait until, I dunno, middle school.” Anyway, roll that one around in your head for a second as we continue into our regular feature, This Week In Responsible Gun Ownership:
Reports say the weapon had been kept in a corner and the family had not realised it still contained a bullet.
I realize that I am just a pointy-headed liberal elitist who doesn’t understand the importance of guns to some of my fellow citizens, but even I know that “Is this thing loaded?” is an important question to teach your five-year old when you give him his first firearm on the day he accepts Jesus as his personal Lord and Savior and Wayne LaPierre as his personal spokesman…
Responsible gun owners
With a father in law enforcement, as a kid I can’t remember a time that there weren’t 5 or 6 guns around the house. Shotguns, rifles, 4 or 5 different handguns and for a couple of years the odd sub-machine gun, and tear gas launcher. The first thing I was taught was, Don’t touch it! Second was, Is it loaded (with instruction on how to safely check)? Third was, Always point it at the ground (even if you unloaded it) and NEVER point it at anyone (without the NRA qualifier of unless you’re going to shoot them). The assumption always was, what kind of sick fuck WANTS to shoot someone.
With a father in law enforcement, as a kid I can’t remember a time that there weren’t 5 or 6 guns around the house (never in reach, hell never even in sight). Shotguns, rifles, 4 or 5 different handguns and for a couple of years the odd sub-machine gun, and tear gas launcher. The first thing I was taught was, Don’t touch it! Second was, Is it loaded (with instruction on how to safely check)? Third was, Always point it at the ground (even if you unloaded it) and NEVER point it at anyone (without the NRA qualifier of ‘unless you’re going to shoot them’). The assumption always was, what kind of sick fuck WANTS to shoot someone.