November 6, 2013
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What are you voting for? It's a post about guns. And there is a lot I didn't put into that post.
For example, the usefulness of guns. Yes, they have a function. And I have a personal anecdote about their usefulness.
Uncle Brony and I were driving up to Guppy Lake, and we hit a deer. It's one of those inevitable rights of passage you have to experience when you routinely drive at night through heavily wooded, minimally populated areas in North America.
So we hit the deer. And we did what you do- we got out of the car to assess the damage.
Miraculously, the car was pretty much okay. But the deer was another story. The deer was not okay. But the deer also wasn't dead.
So what do you do?
Never in my life have I wished so much that I had a gun in the trunk. That I could instantaneously put an animal in pain out of its misery.
But Uncle Brony, who would have been an Eagle Scout if it weren't for his political objections to the anti-gay policies, was prepared. Almost. And he put the deer out of its misery. By slicing its throat open with a machete.
It was gruesome. And painful. And traumatic.
Because killing is traumatic. And it should be traumatic.
And that is the problem with a gun. It makes killing as easy as pulling a trigger. It takes away the connection to life and death. You don't have to confront the realities of mortality.
It makes killing easy. And when something is physically easy, it becomes emotionally easy.
That's an anecdote you're not going to read on Blogger Idol today. There are no anecdotes in my post. Just... 800 words about guns.
Go read it. And go vote for me.
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