The test...
Today I swung my front door wide open and placed
my Stevens 320
(a shotgun) right in the doorway. I gave it 5
shells and left it alone
and went about my business. While I was gone, the mailman
delivered my mail, the trash man picked up the trash, a girl walked
her dog down the street, and quite a few of my neighbors drove
past the house.
and went about my business. While I was gone, the mailman
delivered my mail, the trash man picked up the trash, a girl walked
her dog down the street, and quite a few of my neighbors drove
past the house.
After about an hour, I checked on the gun. It
was still sitting there,
right where I had left it. It hadn't killed anyone, even with the
numerous opportunities it had been presented with to do so. In fact,
it hadn't even loaded itself. . . . . ..
Well you can imagine my surprise, with all the media hype about how
dangerous guns are and how they kill people. Either the media is
wrong, and it is the misuse of guns by PEOPLE that kills people, or
I'm in possession of the laziest gun in the world.
All right, well I’m off to check on my spoons.
I hear they’re making people fat . . . .
right where I had left it. It hadn't killed anyone, even with the
numerous opportunities it had been presented with to do so. In fact,
it hadn't even loaded itself. . . . . ..
Well you can imagine my surprise, with all the media hype about how
dangerous guns are and how they kill people. Either the media is
wrong, and it is the misuse of guns by PEOPLE that kills people, or
I'm in possession of the laziest gun in the world.
All right, well I’m off to check on my spoons.
I hear they’re making people fat . . . .
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