Second Amendment, No Second Thoughts Allowed

I remember an angry caller one time asking me why I carry a firearm.  She didn’t like my answer, “To shoot somebody , why else would I carry a gun?”  I was not kidding.  What did she think I was doing– carrying my firearm in case I had a sudden urge to target shoot ?   It’s a last line of defense of your life.  It would sicken me to have to fire on an intruder or attacker.  But if the decision is you, or me… I am going to do my best to make sure it is you.

Not property, not honor, not bravado, not anything but to protect your life or the life of another.

Admittedly, some folks carry guns for an internal thrill, or to replace some sense of power, or just have a ‘big iron on their hip” as Marty Robbins sang.  The reason thousands of your fellow Tennesseans carry a firearm  is for when they have to use deadly force to protect their life, or the life of another person.

The decision to carry a weapon should be a deep mental exercise where you question yourself, your motives, your resolve, and your ability to think quickly.
It’s a dual-mindset, where in one sense, you hate to have to arm yourself, and in the other, you are willing to do so to protect life.

Please- if you are not inclined to carry a firearm or have one in your house… By all means do not do so.   Thank goodness we live in a nation that also gives us the right -not- to bear arms.

If you have children, an unsecured firearm of any kind in your home is a request for tragedy.

Firearm owners..know you are responsible for anything that leaves the barrel of your weapon…for as long as the round travels… into another room, or into your neighbor’s bedroom. That goes whether you’re target shooting, or shooting at an attacker.

Gun ownership and concealed carrying is a deeply personal decision.  Sometimes firearms ownership and familiarity are passed down though generations in a tradition.  In other circles, firearm ownership is abhorrent and a violation of principles of faith or philosophy.

I’m thankful we can make a decision.  But–as that ancient knight said in the Indiana Jones movie..
“Choose wisely.”

Comments (2)

  1. Edye

    Amen, Dave.

  2. Alan

    I have been shooting since I was 5. Dad taught me the proper ways of handling a firearm. I started shooting a Stevens single shot 22 rifle. I still have that rifle too. The first pistol was a Colt Woodsman 22 semi auto. That was back in the day when tin cans were tin and not aluminum. That’s what we would target practice at.. you would it one just right it would jump in the air and if you were good you could hit it a few more times before it hit the ground. When i was able to do that I did not get to shoot as much anymore .. Dad would not let me show him up lol. Some of my fondest memories of my Dad revolves around guns.. no pun intended. One winter about 7 inches of snow on the ground .. we went to our old farm.. he had not seen me shoot in a long time. About 110 yards in the field poking up through the snow was a cedar sapling about as big around as your pinky finger. Dad pointed it out with his 22 rifle .. then asked if I could hit it. I reached for his 22 and he said not with this.. he pulled out his pride and joy.. his M1 Carbine .30cal. (It’s mine now and my pride and joy) I fired one shot and Dad said good enough and put the gun away.. the sapling fell over like it had been cut with a chain saw.. This from a kid with coke bottle lens glasses … legally blind without. My Dads rule for guns was .. if you point a gun at someone you best intend to kill them. Otherwise never point a gun at anyone. I remember once someone trying to get through the storm door while dad was at the door.. he was try to spray my dad with some sort of aerosol can.. this shabby looking guy was saying he was selling. He had his hand on the door handle pulling .. he had sprayed through the screen.. Suddenly the guy stopped and retreated.. Dad said he gave up suddenly and saw me standing behind him with a Remington 1100 12ga. It was the first one I got to when I saw what was happening.. fact is any gun would have beat the aerosol can. Never had to fire or even point.. just the visual presence of a firearm was a deterrent.


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