Posted on 01/09/2016 2:00:23 PM PST by Mount Athos
Edited on 01/09/2016 2:49:17 PM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
When I boarded the commuter rail, you were already in the midst of a spirited phone conversation and didn't seem to care about how loud you were talking. You were talking with someone about the Paris train attack and the growing epidemic of gun violence in America.
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And you're right, the closer you get to Boston, the harder it is to get a concealed carry permit. Worse still, you can't own a handgun without holding a concealed carry permit, and the list of misdemeanors that disqualifies you from getting a permit is pretty comprehensive.
Open carry is theoretically legal, but causing a public disturbance can be grounds for losing your concealed carry permit, and surprise, open carry has been held to be a public disturbance in multiple cases, resulting in the holder losing his/her permit. I haven't yet found a CCW rig that I would be comfortable wearing in summer clothes for fear of printing. I'm thinking about getting a Ruger LC9 for summer carry, but I've never liked tiny guns.
I presume this isn’t AMTRAK. I don’t think you can carry there but could be wrong.
Great well written letter...
Anyway, it was all enough to make me a gunner, in spirit if not practice.
That is very Hindu. They believe that we humans keep coming back again and again and again until we "get it right."
There are no women in Hindu heaven. Only men go there so women pray to "come back" in their next life as a male. Maybe the Hindus believe in the "houris" who will give men such pleasure. It's sure no place for females.
They continually "reset" for continual "do-overs."
I was lucky to live in a house with a basement that had over a 60' clear and open space. I could shoot the 50' target curriculum for rifle and pistol. My father had it fitted out with a couple of big old fashion bullet traps and great lighting. The targets were right under the laundry where the back door was and where the dogs slept. When a .22 hit the steel bullet trap it would ring like a bell, a very loud bell. The dogs upstairs would levitate about two feet off their beds into the air. Probably accounts for why our toy poodles always seemed so anxious.
How could anyone sit and listen to such drivel and not wish the driveler would get hit by a bus?
Heheh. I had a girlfriend in Junior High who thought I looked like Paul McCartney. OF course I wanted to resemble Robert Plant...
Many years later I found a picture of young Steve Jobs and thought he resembled my father in a photo taken at the same age. I met his daughter one day (she went the same high school as my son) and showed her the two photos - she agreed...
Absolutely wrong. You don't know what you're talking about.
Thanks for that.
I am a non-aligned born again with issues..
I wish the Vikings could get it ‘right’ once..
dang kicker just shanked one to the left..
I wish there was a flag. do-over? oh yeah..
I wish the writer, when he parted from his seat mate, had told him how close he was sitting to a gun— and was perfectly safe.
One time at a FReep at the WH, we were doing something about the 2nd Amendment. A woman approached us and complained about dangerous guns. I asked her if she felt safe where she was at that moment, and she said yes. I then pointed out all the armed people just yards from her— the DC police, the guards at the WH gate, the snipers on the WH roof, and so on. She had nothing to say and just huffed and walked away.
Show them the Juanita broaddrick interview and make sure they know that Fat Bottomed Girl covered for His Slickness’s habits.
Hillarity! the enabler.
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