Larry Gude
Strung Out
You are putting the burden on the victim, not the perp, as I see it. While perhaps practical, it ain't exactly in keeping with land of the free, home of the brave.
You are putting the burden on the victim, not the perp, as I see it. While perhaps practical, it ain't exactly in keeping with land of the free, home of the brave.
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retiredweaxman
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Sorry Bob - I disagree with you.... From my last post:
The Constitution does not permit "the absolute prohibition of handguns held and used for self-defense in the home," Scalia said. The court also struck down Washington's requirement that firearms be equipped with trigger locks or kept disassembled, but left intact the licensing of guns.
I DO have qualms about the Gov't taking away my right to own firearms (I choose not to own)...I have no qualms about doing a background check. You mention "while the criminal roams free..." If using my examples from a previous post (daughter and bro), had the incidents been reported to the authorities, then the criminals would not be roaming free and my need for instant access to a firearm is reduced.
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retiredweaxman
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You are putting the burden on the victim, not the perp, as I see it. While perhaps practical, it ain't exactly in keeping with land of the free, home of the brave.
I like to call it (quoting the Bee Gees)
"Staying Alive."
Sure, it may not be the best alternative (staying with relatives, etc), but you do what you have to do (within the law and regulations as they have been written) to protect yourself. Is it fair? Probably not - but why stoop to someone else's level?
Fact: In every state that allows open or concealed carry of firearms, the incidence of violent crime has gone down.
Fact: The areas with the strictest gun control have the highest crime rates.
If you were a criminal, where would you pursue your "trade," in a place where the people are allowed to be armed and you never know whether you might be shot if you try to rob someone or in a place where you know that no law abiding person has a firearm on their person?
itsbob
I bowl overhand
No, my understanding is the ruling had nothing to do with licensing or registration as that was NOT what was being argued.
The opinon and the ruling had to do with the BAN, and that's what they answered and resolved.
They made no inference or ruling on licensing because that wasn't pertinent to the case.
Now if someone chose to bring up licensing and registration to the Supreme Court that would be different.
Used to be able to just go out and buy a gun almost at any hardware store until the late 1960s. The gun control laws were passed originally as a response to the race riots of the '60s.
So why are you for keeping people from being able to defend themselves? Why are you against blacks having guns?
CBS News is a progressive/liberal organization and is far from unbiased. And while one article correctly reports that the ownership and bearing of arms is an individual right the other one is wrong in that registration is an infringement and
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retiredweaxman
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But law abiding citizens are allowed to carry concealed firearms...and have firearms in their house, car, etc. Register the firearm (constitutionally correct), get a permit (yea, that one kind of burns me but it is the law) and you can carry. As for the home, all you have to do is register the weapon...
bcp
In My Opinion
And if we look at it the right way, when I go to the poll and cast a vote for a candidate, is that something that could be considered an action that could affect you as a result?I am all for the right of free association. I am all for the right to petition government. I am also all for the right to know who is petitioning my government for what.
It's one thing to enjoy your privacy if its got nothing to do with me. It is another if it does.
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retiredweaxman
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When did I say that I am against "blacks having guns?" When did I say that I am against "people from defending themselves?" Please show me my quotes when I stated either one of those issues.
itsbob
I bowl overhand
Not in a lot of the country you aren't, and even in MD, it's ALLOWED to carry concealed IF you get a license. They just won't give you a license.
Lenny
Lovin' being Texican
I am all for the right of free association. I am all for the right to petition government. I am also all for the right to know who is petitioning my government for what.
It's one thing to enjoy your privacy if its got nothing to do with me. It is another if it does.
Fortunately the NRA already has a separate political action account and members must subscribe and donate separately. This skirts Shumer's illegal attempt get the entire mailing list.
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EmptyTimCup
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THE BELGIAN CORPORAL
By Neal Knox
In the summer of 1955, I was a young Texas National Guard sergeant on active duty at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. A corporal in my squad was a Belgian-American named Charles DeNaer. An old man as far as most of us were concerned, being well over thirty, Charley commanded a certain amount of our respect, for not only was he older than the rest of us, he had lived in Belgium when the Germans rolled across the low countries by-passing the Maginot Line on their way into France. He had seen war.
One soft Oklahoma afternoon, sitting on a bunk in the half-light of an old wooden barracks, he told me his story.
In Charley's little town in Belgium, there lived an old man, a gunsmith. The old man was friendly with the kids and welcomed them to his shop. He had once been an armorer to the king of Belgium, according to Charley. He told us of the wonderful guns the old man had crafted, using only hand tools. There were double shotguns and fine rifles with beautiful hardwood stocks and gorgeous engraving and inlay work. Charley liked the old man and enjoyed looking at the guns. He often did chores around the shop.
One day the gunsmith sent for Charley. Arriving at the shop, Charley found the old man carefully oiling and wrapping guns in oilcloth and paper. Charley asked what he was doing. The old smith gestured to a piece of paper on the workbench and said that an order had come to him to register all of his guns. He was to list every gun with a description on a piece of paper and then to send the paper to the government. The old man had no intention of complying with the registration law and had summoned Charley to help him bury the guns at a railroad crossing. Charley asked why he didn't simply comply with the order and keep the guns. The old man, with tears in his eyes, replied to the boy, "If I register them, they will be taken away. "
A year or two later, the blitzkrieg rolled across the Low Countries. One day not long after, the war arrived in Charley's town. A squad of German SS troops banged on the door of a house that Charley knew well. The family had twin sons about Charley's age. The twins were his best friends. The officer displayed a paper describing a Luger pistol, a relic of the Great War, and ordered the father to produce it. That old gun had been lost, stolen, or misplaced sometime after it had been registered, the father explained. He did not know where it was.
The officer told the father that he had exactly fifteen minutes to produce the weapon. The family turned their home upside down. No pistol. They returned to the SS officer empty-handed.
The officer gave an order and soldiers herded the family outside while other troops called the entire town out into the square. There on the town square the SS machine-gunned the entire family -- father, mother, Charley's two friends, their older brother and a baby sister.
I will never forget the moment. We were sitting on the bunk on a Saturday afternoon and Charley was crying, huge tears rolling down his cheeks, making silver dollar size splotches on the dusty barracks floor. That was my conversion from a casual gun owner to one who was determined to prevent such a thing from ever happening in America.
Later that summer, when I had returned home I went to the president of the West Texas Sportsman's Club in Abilene and told him I wanted to be on the legislative committee. He replied that we didn't have a legislative committee, but that I was now the chairman.
I, who had never given a thought to gun laws, have been eyeball deep in the "gun control" fight ever since.
As the newly-minted Legislative Committee Chairman of the West Texas Sportsman's club, I set myself to some research. I had never before read the Second Amendment, but now noticed that The American Rifleman published it in its masthead. I was delighted to learn that the Constitution prohibited laws like Belgium's. There was no battle to fight, I thought. We were covered. I have since learned that the words about a militia and the right of the people to keep and bear, while important, mean as much to a determined enemy as the Maginot line did to Hitler.
Rather than depend on the Second Amendment to protect our gun rights, I've learned that we must protect the Second Amendment and the precious rights it recognizes.
By Neal Knox
In the summer of 1955, I was a young Texas National Guard sergeant on active duty at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. A corporal in my squad was a Belgian-American named Charles DeNaer. An old man as far as most of us were concerned, being well over thirty, Charley commanded a certain amount of our respect, for not only was he older than the rest of us, he had lived in Belgium when the Germans rolled across the low countries by-passing the Maginot Line on their way into France. He had seen war.
One soft Oklahoma afternoon, sitting on a bunk in the half-light of an old wooden barracks, he told me his story.
In Charley's little town in Belgium, there lived an old man, a gunsmith. The old man was friendly with the kids and welcomed them to his shop. He had once been an armorer to the king of Belgium, according to Charley. He told us of the wonderful guns the old man had crafted, using only hand tools. There were double shotguns and fine rifles with beautiful hardwood stocks and gorgeous engraving and inlay work. Charley liked the old man and enjoyed looking at the guns. He often did chores around the shop.
One day the gunsmith sent for Charley. Arriving at the shop, Charley found the old man carefully oiling and wrapping guns in oilcloth and paper. Charley asked what he was doing. The old smith gestured to a piece of paper on the workbench and said that an order had come to him to register all of his guns. He was to list every gun with a description on a piece of paper and then to send the paper to the government. The old man had no intention of complying with the registration law and had summoned Charley to help him bury the guns at a railroad crossing. Charley asked why he didn't simply comply with the order and keep the guns. The old man, with tears in his eyes, replied to the boy, "If I register them, they will be taken away. "
A year or two later, the blitzkrieg rolled across the Low Countries. One day not long after, the war arrived in Charley's town. A squad of German SS troops banged on the door of a house that Charley knew well. The family had twin sons about Charley's age. The twins were his best friends. The officer displayed a paper describing a Luger pistol, a relic of the Great War, and ordered the father to produce it. That old gun had been lost, stolen, or misplaced sometime after it had been registered, the father explained. He did not know where it was.
The officer told the father that he had exactly fifteen minutes to produce the weapon. The family turned their home upside down. No pistol. They returned to the SS officer empty-handed.
The officer gave an order and soldiers herded the family outside while other troops called the entire town out into the square. There on the town square the SS machine-gunned the entire family -- father, mother, Charley's two friends, their older brother and a baby sister.
I will never forget the moment. We were sitting on the bunk on a Saturday afternoon and Charley was crying, huge tears rolling down his cheeks, making silver dollar size splotches on the dusty barracks floor. That was my conversion from a casual gun owner to one who was determined to prevent such a thing from ever happening in America.
Later that summer, when I had returned home I went to the president of the West Texas Sportsman's Club in Abilene and told him I wanted to be on the legislative committee. He replied that we didn't have a legislative committee, but that I was now the chairman.
I, who had never given a thought to gun laws, have been eyeball deep in the "gun control" fight ever since.
As the newly-minted Legislative Committee Chairman of the West Texas Sportsman's club, I set myself to some research. I had never before read the Second Amendment, but now noticed that The American Rifleman published it in its masthead. I was delighted to learn that the Constitution prohibited laws like Belgium's. There was no battle to fight, I thought. We were covered. I have since learned that the words about a militia and the right of the people to keep and bear, while important, mean as much to a determined enemy as the Maginot line did to Hitler.
Rather than depend on the Second Amendment to protect our gun rights, I've learned that we must protect the Second Amendment and the precious rights it recognizes.
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EmptyTimCup
Guest
depends on the state ....
how about that 4473
It certainly creates a paper trail the Gobberment is know to tap into ...
Just Ask AR-15 owners during the DC Sniper Case