Here’s somebody else who’s suffered a loss, and decided that somehow it’s my fault.
“We need to have a substantive conversation on what is going on in America that is allowing evil to continue to crop up over love? Is it because we are in the media? And the attacker knew this was going to get a lot of play, and here we are again, another mushroom cloud of coverage over gun violence?”
Pal, I have nothing but sympathy for your loss. Really I do. But go someplace else for your “conversation,” okay? Because we’ve been here before, and though the word suggests you want to talk about something, I know you don’t. You just want to take. You’ve already decided the “conversation” is to be about the latest gungrabber buzzword, “gun violence.” We know where that goes. So. No.
The answer was no last time. The answer is no this time. End of “conversation.”
How come it always turns into someone with no claim to them calling dibs on my rights?
And even – ha! – even if you were willing to make it a conversation about crazy people with guns rather than just about guns, I’d still wave you off. In fact that’s an even more chilling prospect. Because if you pass laws forbidding gun ownership, as you want, that won’t really change anything. That’ll only make people sneaky. We’ll still have our guns, I assure you. I’m used to being sneaky around statists, that doesn’t really bother me.
But a regime that gathers enough power to really try to know the mental state of all its citizens? That’s scary. Such a state would make Mao Tse Tung weep with frustrated envy. That really would lead to war.
So let’s not do that. Go have a “conversation” about gay black guys who can’t get along with other people at work if you want, and if you dare. But leave me out of it this time.
I’ll have a ‘conversation’ with you. I want to know what part you don’t understand about “It’s the operator of the tool, not the tool.” you don’t understand. Otherwise, everybody has to cut their hands off at birth, if we follow your logic and I like my hands.
“But I’m sure you’d agree..”
“No.”
“But what about…”
“No.”
“Surely you don’t think…”
“Actually, YOU seem to be the one not thinking.”
“But, the children…”
“NO!”
That’s the conversation.
Had those “conversations” a few times. One I remember well is the lady who kept saying that there HAD to be some way to CONTROL who had guns because she didn’t have any way of knowing who might be dangerous or who might be armed and want to hurt people…
And I told her as kindly as possible that she had just stated the whole reason I carried a gun, that there was NO way for _anyone_ to tell who might be dangerous (any possible weapon) with any certainty, and that there had been plenty of evidence in history… long history, that control of anything by government led inevitably to far more people being hurt, murdered, wiped off the face of the earth.
Luckily, she was surprised by that and asked questions. We talked several times after that and she read some stuff I showed her. She’ll probably never want to shoot or carry herself, but at least now she waves and smiles when we see each other.
Sometimes that’s the best it gets. Others, who want a “conversation” only about how fast they can tie our hands and feet – and stuff a sock in our mouth… no thanks.
Where the hell is the “this blogger likes this” button?!?
Fine. If I have to comment…
I agree 100%, and this blogger (points to myself) likes this post.
😛
And shared it with her “let’s have a conversation” friends…ugh. Can’t even believe I have friends who believe that “conversation” crap.
Leftist politicians are always telling us they want to have “a national conversation” about whatever idiotic propaganda they have decided they want to cram down our throats next. They don’t want to converse. Conversation implies two parties and two points of view.
It isn’t the answer to the question, but it is a possible (partial) solution to this particular type of problem.
Don’t give them their time in the spotlight.
http://nonadventures.com/2015/06/20/the-some-of-all-fears/
I’m becoming old. The old begets intolerance and a lack of fucks to give. About the time someone says they wanna have the “conversation”, I usually get the urge to beat them to the punch and just whip it out to pee on their leg.
Yeah….I spend too much time with my dog.