A message to my children about guns

This is a message to my oldest son, now in Washington, D.C., doing some internship work among the behind-the-scenes “power players” in government.  What a fascinating time this will be for you.

This is a message to my youngest son working in Idaho.  If anyone asks you about a survivalist community being planned in northern Idaho called The Citadel, you have my permission to fib just a tad and say that you’re not an Idaho native in order to avoid the embarrassment of having to explain that you come from a state where such paranoid views bring about the creation of an entire walled community that encourages its residents to be sharpshooters, and to practice their firearms skills by taking aim at man-sized targets.

National Rifle Association
National Rifle Association (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This is a message to my 13-year-old daughter.  Rest assured that not all people are like James Yeager who — in his obscenity-laced way — helps to give a face to the radical side of the National Rifle Association and shows he has no clue what’s really going on around him when it comes to executive orders or gun control, threatening to kill people in the process (and, by the way, my girl, if you EVER bring a loser like James Yeager home to meet the parents, I will personally kick his butt out of the house in seconds flat).

I know I’ve talked a lot about guns in the blog this week, guys, but you’re my children and I need to teach you and reassure you about a few things.

Guns themselves are not bad.  Guns themselves are not something to fear.  Guns are something to respect and to handle safely and properly.  It’s true, guns by themselves don’t kill people, it’s people who kill people when they’re armed with a gun or a knife or a rock or a baseball bat or a muscular Chevy Camaro and that person’s intent is to go out and kill for whatever deranged reason they might have.

At the same time, don’t let people like NRA spokesman Wayne LaPierre fool you into believing that the best way to fight against bad people with guns is to have good people nearby with guns.  It’s not that simple.

And, no, kids, don’t think that I’m saying that we need to confiscate all guns everywhere.  That would only feed the macho dudes out there trying to show their manhood like James Yeager and their conspiracy theories.  But what we don’t need is anyone and their dog being able to walk around with military-style weaponry and enough ammo to blow away a few dozen people before they or their dog are taken down themselves, even by a well-armed school security guard who has to hustle from several hundred feet away because they’re out of position and can’t react in time.

What I’m saying, kids, is this:  Love life, love your fellow human beings, and remember that a gun is a cold, lifeless, breathless object and not something to fall in love with to the point that you lose your perspective.  Please believe that there are good, reasonable, sane people out there who mean you no physical harm (including those who own guns), that not everyone out there is like James Yeager.  Oh, and be sure to watch your step if you travel up to northern Idaho once The Citadel gets going.  There’s sure to be a lot of ugliness in such a gorgeous place once that day comes.

End of lesson … for now.

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