Once upon a time, we lived in a sane country.
I remember when I was 12-14 years old (late 1970’s). We would take some of a friend’s father’s rifles (always told him when we did), load them up in a car, one older brother, 16-17 years old, would drive us to some woods/abandoned construction site on the edge of town
We had set up a range at a place with tall earthen back-stops to shoot cans, targets, etc...
Once a cop must have heard the shots and came by. He eyed us up, and simply asked “who owns these guns, boys?” Our answer: “Uhh Sammy’s father.”
He told us to be safe, and drove away.
50-60 years of democrat controlled big cities and government schools/indoctrination.