Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Betrayal

Just when it looked like there was a teeny sliver of light on the horizon.  Just when a bipartisan group of Senators agreed to allow a vote on background checks for gun ownership to actually go forward. Just when the Sandy Hook families lobbied Senators, even admitting that the current legislation would not have changed what happened to their own children, but they wanted to do something to prevent other gun violence.  Just when Gabby Gifford returned to Washington to be a visible symbol of what happens when someone who should have been prevented from having a gun gets a gun and goes crazy in a crowd.  Just when 92% of the American citizens say they want something done. Just when it looked like maybe this teeny weeny step that would be a start at helping reduce the escalating madness in this country would actually pass, it all collapsed.

46 Senators, including four democrats -- Sens. Mark Pryor of Arkansas, Max Baucus of Montana, Mark Begich of Alaska and Sen. Heidi Heitkamp of North Dakota -- made certain that the motion was defeated.
Moments ago, the U.S. Senate decided to do the unthinkable about gun violence -- nothing at all.  Over two years ago, when I was shot point blank in the head, the U.S. Senate chose to do nothing.  Four mnths ago, 20 first-graders lost their lives in a brutal attack on their school, and the U.S. Senate chose to do nothing.   It's clear to me that if members of the U.S. Senate refuse to change the laws to reduce gun violence, then we need to change the members of the U.S. Senate.
--Gabrielle Giffords
(It is worth mentioning that Pryor, Baucus, and Begich are up for re-election in the next election cycle...vote the bums out!)

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New York senator Kirstin Gillibrand said
I couldn't be more disappointed that the Senate failed to act in a comprehensive way to curb the epidemic of gun violence today.  When 9 out of 10 Americans urge us to act to expand background checks, and then the majority of Americans support making gun trafficking a federal crime as well as getting military style assault weapons and ammunition clips off the streets, and we still can't summon the political will to act, this body is more broken than ever before.  I'm committed to continuing the fight to protect our families and communities from the scourge of gun violennce and will redouble my efforts moving forward.
People supporting today's bill are (some of them) gun owners and 2nd ammendment supporters and find nothing disturbing in merely expanding the rules from guns sold in stores to include guns sold at gun shows and over the internet.  It doesn't even require that guns passed down from father to son (or other relative) be registered. It would seem that there was nothing at all offensive to either side of the gun debate.  Years ago, even the president of the NRA was in favor of this law!

But no.  I supposed the NRA felt that allowing this bill to pass would open the door to other more restrictive measures. Or was having Obama fail more important than protecting American citizens...and children...from harm?

The NRA released a statement immediately after the vote that said the measure would have "criminalized certain private transfers of firearms between honest citizens."
"Instead of supporting this compromise, the gun lobby and its allies willfully lied about the bill. They claimed that it would create some sort of “big brother” gun registry, even though the bill did the opposite. This legislation, in fact, outlawed any registry. Plain and simple, right there in the text.   But that didn't matter," said President Obama.

"As we have noted previously, expanding background checks, at gun shows or elsewhere, will not reduce violent crime or keep our kids safe in their schools," NRA executive director Chris Cox said in a statement.
So of course it's not worth even trying.
...the fact is most of these senators could not offer any good reason why we wouldn’t want to make it harder for criminals and those with severe mental illnesses to buy a gun. There were no coherent arguments as to why we wouldn’t do this. It came down to politics — the worry that that vocal minority of gun owners would come after them in future elections. They worried that the gun lobby would spend a lot of money and paint them as anti-Second Amendment. 
--President Obama
I'm so discouraged tonight.  I had hoped the Senate vote would be one brief shining moment in a shitty week, but no, it's destined to be a universally shitty week.  The local paper is all full of the murders in South Davis, the national news is all full of coverage of the Boston Marathon Massacre, and the internet is filled with hate speech against Muslims just...because.

And 46 Senators betrayed everyone in the country today.

Nice work.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Do I Have to Join the NRA?

I have never addressed this issue here in this journal, partly because...well...I guess I didn't want to admit that it had become a problem. But I'm finally ready to admit that I've really come to the decision that it's time for us to buy a little gun to keep in the house for protection.

Oh I know what everyone says, that a gun in the house is an invitation to tragedy, that it could get into the wrong hands and cause damage, but -- call me paranoid -- I'm tired of coming home and worrying about getting attacked the moment I walk through the door.

I've talked this over with Walt and he agrees as well. In fact, I told him I think it would be a good idea for us to have a gun in the house and a second one to keep in the car as well.

He went off recently to look for guns and couldn't find what I was looking for. All he could find was the big fancy (expensive) guns with all the bells and whistles. I don't want anything fancy, just something very simple, and not too expensive.

Recently my desire to have a gun has become much more a part of my thought process. Several times a day I think that, goddammit, I really need a gun!

I finally went shopping on line, since I couldn't find what I was looking for in town and I had absolutely no problem finding exactly what I wanted so I placed an order.

Yes, I've finally gotten tired of Lizzie's constant leaping and nothing really seems to dissuade her. I recently got the idea of filling a Windex bottle with water and giving her a little spritz, along with a reprimand, when she leaped and that seemed remarkably (if temporarily) successful.

The problem with the Windex bottle, though is that it's (a) big and (b) always in the wrong part of the house when you need it. By the time you've walked down the hall with Lizzie leaping at you at every step to get the water bottle, you've kind of defeated the whole purpose of the spritz.

But at this novelty toy place I discovered on line, these little pistols are very cheap so I ordered several of them. I can keep one in the car to have with me as I open the front door, and one in every room of the house where Lizzie is likely to be leaping on me, or I can actually just keep one on my body at all times. (Bissell has also become a "jumper" so maybe I can start training that out of him before he goes to his forever home.)

So...yeah. I'm gonna start packin' heat. I can have me a cute little pink little Mary Kay gun.

And if this, too, turns out to be ineffective at teaching Leaping Lizzie not to jump, there's always the fall-back plan, putting lead weights on her feet!


What a great time we had this evening. We drove to Oakland for the semi-annual dinner with the old Lamplighter tech crew. The group keeps getting smaller, only 12 of us this time (only one death in the group--the size of the group shrinks by "lives" intruding in on "socialization.") Lots of jokes were told. We laughed a lot. Dinner was fabulous (as always) and we didn't get home until midnight--but it was a great way to spend the evening.

But I'm exhausted and am headed off to sleep. No Bissell tonight. Poor baby is locked up in a cage somewhere at UCD, where he will be neutered on Monday. I know he's scared and very, very unhappy. I feel guilty.