RE: OMG Guns Everywhere
May 11, 2014 at 8:21 pm
(This post was last modified: May 11, 2014 at 8:24 pm by Lemonvariable72.)
(April 25, 2014 at 7:59 pm)Faith No More Wrote:No body is gonna rob the restaurant knowing that many patrons and probably the owner are armed. Robbers go for the weakest targets first and usually avoid targets that can protect themselves.(April 25, 2014 at 7:53 pm)KUSA Wrote: Considering that criminals carry their guns everywhere anyway what does this bill actually hurt?
I think if you have to ask that question, you don't fundamentally grasp the problem at hand.
Imagine you're at a restaurant, and suddenly, the place is being robbed at gunpoint. Sitting at the table next to you is the local yokel that fancies himself Dirty Harry, and he whips out his gun and starts firing. Now you've got a gunfight with innocent people caught in the crossfire.
Sure, the restaurant needs to take precautions against gun crime, but the absolute last thing we should be thinking is that adding more guns to the situation is somehow a working solution.
(April 27, 2014 at 9:40 am)Zen Badger Wrote:(April 27, 2014 at 8:59 am)KUSA Wrote: Are there certain areas that we don't have to be vigilant in?
Yes, Australia, New Zealand, Canada, Scandinavia etc,etc.....
And of course, if the US had decent gun laws, nut jobs wouldn't fucking have guns in the first place.
Never heard of Halifax or Toronto huh?
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