I don't even bother wondering anymore why I end up on the e-mail lists that I do, so the fact that I'm suddenly getting alerts from Guns & Ammo no more surprises me than all the right-wing-nutjob birther e-mails that still wend their way to my inbox. Actually, given that I grew up in a rural Kentucky culture where guns were prominently displayed in pick-up truck gun racks and such, I don't have quite the visceral reaction to firearms that a lot of my urban friends do.
Unless, of course, one is pointed directly between my eyes while I'm being mugged, in which case I'm just as close to pissing my pants as the next person.
Despite the predominant gun culture of my youth, I was raised to be cautious and wary of guns given that they are weapons and deserving of a fair amount of respect. So, when Granny got out her shotgun to take after the flock of starlings in her garden, I headed inside toot sweet.
That said, I am not comforted by this particular image from the e-mail Guns & Ammo just sent me:
Look at those eyes -- that's the look of someone who hangs out in book depositories and campus bell towers. This is not the expression of someone who's ready to have a rational conversation about the limits of the second amendment.
Just to make sure I wasn't mistaking junk mail for actual Guns & Ammo content, I shot over to the magazine's web site to see what they had loaded, and I found the handgun that -- were I ever to exercise my constitutional right to carry a small package of hot death -- I would totally buy:
ZOMG! It's so cute! It's like the result of a Project Runway challenge to design something inspired by Angie Dickinson in Police Woman. Go Sgt. Pepper!
The Pink Lady will be far more helpful than the shotgun when zombies attack. Remember: go for the head!
Posted by: jimbo | October 20, 2009 at 11:04 AM