Whatever he comes up with will sound like demeaning today's body count of 12 in Paris while pointing out that 14 people died Terra Haute Indiana on a tragic bingo bus outing. He'll think he's making perfect sense in talking about what this all has to do with actor David Niven and yesterday's spot price of the Kazakhstani potassium market.
He's entitled to his own comfortable little opinion and nothing you can do will change that or cause him to re-examine it.
After all, what kind of twit is witness to a minor argument in in a French supermarket and becomes inspired to write a self-serving hit piece on firearms when he returns from vacation? THAT'S what was going through his head when Francoise was bring tailed down the rutabaga aisle by the supermarket guard? Puh-leease.
But yes, I would certainly fire off a 'How Now, Brown Cow?' email to him anyway if you're still on the fence about contacting the author.
Decided not to waste my time. New gardening catalogue showed up and perusing its pages will be more productive and much less pointless :-)