RE: Do ( D )s sell more guns than ( R )s?
February 13, 2019 at 5:04 pm
(This post was last modified: February 13, 2019 at 5:10 pm by Brian37.)
(February 13, 2019 at 4:48 pm)onlinebiker Wrote:(February 13, 2019 at 4:21 pm)Brian37 Wrote: Yea, sorry OLB, but plenty of nutjobs stockpile firearms and end up going postal on fac himily or co workers or society. The Vegas Hotel shooter had several himself. Money or lack of, nor class have anything to do with why a disturbed person goes postal.
Disturbed people that murder family, or neighbors, or co workers, or go into churches, or hotels or schools or bars, all have the same thing in common, access to firearms they shouldn't have had.
And I' m sure you could find correlation of murdering sickos to nutjobs who hide in their mother's basement writing bad poetry.
You got a point?
Separate subject.
1. My mother died in 2017, but thanks for shitting on her. And I watched her take her last breath.
2. Unless I am living under your roof, and you are the primary bread winner, guess what, YOU HAVE NO SAY.
3. I never stole from her or drained her bank account. So again, fuck you, none of your fucking business.
4. FYI, "Your mother's basement" is an argument I have seen both right AND LEFT use, and is nothing more than an filler when someone does not have a point to make. I hate it when my side uses it too.
My point has been for decades, that access matters, and as long as America is held hostage by one industry and one lobby, we will continually have the level of firearm violence no other wealthy first world ally has like we do. Europe Canada, Australia and Japan, ALL ALLOW firearm ownership, despite what anyone might sell you, THEY DO. What they don't have, that we do here, is an unhealthy obsession.
Now, if you find the level of firearm violence in America acceptable, you are either delusional, disturbed or both. If you don't find the level of firearm violence acceptable, then offer solutions, but don't scream at me when you say, "Just keep them out of the wrong hands" and shit your pants when I agree.