Love guns, but know better than to own one. Makes some things a little too easy, don’tcha know. So I have BB guns. :eek:
I own a shotgun that stays locked in the attic. It’s going to stay there unless there’s a natural disaster/societal collapse/anything that would disrupt normal police response.
Likewise I recognize the need of self-defense of people who carry lots of cash, or work the night shift, or live outside of reliable police response, any one of the million valid reasons to own a gun. And I believe all of them (us) should be required to get training, background checks, registration, and that assault weapons have no place in civilized society.
Edited to add: I don’t know that I necessarily fit the label “self-proclaimed liberal”. I vote Democrat as the lesser of two evils, and this looks to be a permanent situation for me.
Yes, self-proclaimed liberal who is registered independent because the DemocratIC party isn’t nearly liberal enough for me.
Long guns: Two .22s, a 30.06, a 12 gauge. Handguns: .22, 9mm. CCW in most states owing to reciprocity between Oregon and Utah licenses, but almost never do unless going on a long trip alone. I live rural and keep livestock. The guns are primarily for varmint control and putting hurt livestock out of its misery.
So you never practice using it? Doesn’t that seem unwise?
Affirmative.
And several of them are Evil Black Guns.
Blatantly Stolen from Another Thread.
(like how ideas can be taken from books)
…And if the Truly Creepy ones don’t want to spend more on guns, they’ll happily take down all of YOUR screen names and have their mutant bible-schooled kids “home-school” a project of trying to isolate where you live
via on-line posts/Google/alt Boards/ Face Book and the like.
I don’t own any guns, but my dad does. My parents just divested themselves of most everything they own up north as they are now officially full-time Floridians. He didn’t want to sell his guns (shotgun, couple of rifles and a hand gun), so they’re in a locked gun safe in my basement right now.
Dad’s got the key 1,000 miles from here.
Yeah, lots. Veteran, hunted as a kid, flaming liberal, but I don’t throw anything valuable away.
.45 ACP because shooting twice is just silly.
Yo.
I do, because I do believe that owning firearms is a net danger, but have considered it. I enjoyed target and skeet shooting a few times when younger.
Pretty liberal on most issues. Don’t think outright firearms bans are reasonable, but do believe significant restrictions are needed.
More the liberal side of Libertarian but yeah. I often say that I believe in God, guns and gay rights - which rules me out of truly being one side or the other.
Hardly a flaming liberal, but sure as dammit not a republican (nor NRA’er). I own a few long guns, no hand gun at the moment but I’ve owned them previously. Don’t hunt much, but they’re useful for varmint control and the occasional need to put livestock down. I would never support a full-on ban, but have no problem whatever with a few common-sense limitations on the manufacture, sale & use of firearms. Some sort of basic competency test and license requirement might be a good idea.
No True Liberal . . .
Flaming Liberal, and I am slightly better armed than Guatemala. Handguns out the wazoo. Multiple calibers.
Well, I was. Boating accident, you see.
Bleeding liberal here. I would like for almost all handguns to go away if they could but I accept the political and practical reality that that will never happen.
Technically I own a rifle. I say technically because when my cousin, an only child, died, my aunt was distraught about what to do with his things. He owned a gun and my distraught aunt was really persistent that I take it. I lived in Japan at the time, were possessing firearms is illegal, so I accepted “ownership” on condition she keep it for me or “loan” it to another of our cousins.
Liberal with old fashioned arsenal here. We have handguns that will hurt you (from the recoil) and some that will not, and long guns ditto. I am currently very low on .22 magnum ammo but have a lot of everything else. Multiple shotguns, various types, a few rifles. Most qualify as antiques, and we have no automatics. I’m partial to Colts and Winchesters.
I have never killed anything with a nervous system, but did once do serious damage to a door jamb trying to shoot a woodchuck. Can hit what I aim at, which may be genetic. Gramps was a WW1 sniper. Clay pigeons fear me. My girls are the same, as husband is a very good shot, and Youngest actually is a hunter.
I believe that women should have sovereignty over their own reproductive choices, that any consenting adult should be allowed to marry any other consenting adult, that religion has no place - ceremonial or otherwise - in any government function, and that social welfare is one of the most important duties of government. I also have a large safe full of guns - everything from a cute little blue .32 to AR-15, and a shit-ton of ammo for all of it.
My own primary reason for owning a gun of any sort is for animal control. I’ve had to shoot a couple of deer to put them out of their misery after hitting them with automobiles, along with one dog under similar circumstances, because that’s sometimes the only humane action one can take. (I’ve also paid enormous vet bills to save another puppy, and a kitten. Euthanasia isn’t my default decision - depends on circumstances, of course.) I’ve also shot a coyote with a dreadful case of mange, and a raccoon that was behaving aggressively - the local health department did do a necropsy, and determined that it had rabies.
If I had my druthers, I’d probably only have a shotgun and a handgun, but the husband is a deputy sheriff, and has his own uses for the other guns. (Ex. He carries the .308 and the AR in the patrol car, because the county he patrols is large and rural, and a SWAT team can be as much as an hour away - all of the deputies carry some spare firepower in case things go pear-shaped in an emergency.)
Your reproductive choice ends when you choose to have sex. Guns, your choice of husband, and “animal control” have no bearing on who you have sex with.
What if it’s not your choice? You are NOT invited for lunch.