Dude, no need to get defensive. I have, for the most part, been behind your main point in the OP. I honestly asked about the situation. I am now getting suspicious because of your sudden disappearance from the thread.
I think the reaction of the jerk responsible for pointing a weapon at you is a very relevant detail. My desire to fuck him (as per your title) might vary depending on whether he reacted to your response with concern or with disregard.
As a minor hijack, I also wonder how good is it to hit the floor, if you are considering using your weapon in a crowded bar where down in the floor you might have no line of sight to your potential attacker.
Your reaction to my post pretty much validates my suspicion. That you made shit up to stir some outrage without considering that your made up story would prove more embarrassing to you than to your alleged assailant. And that now you are trying to disassociate yourself from the story because it is not cool having to be laughed at for doing something you didn’t really do. And that the more details you provide, the more holes your story will have, or the sillier you are going to look.
I’ve taken the liberty of editing out the patronizing poser BS. Now, this is what can give cause for concern: If people carry their implement of deadly force with them in public for whatever reason, they also carry a responsibility to not do anything to impair their judgment. Bars are known for serving alcohol. Alcohol does not always improve decision-making capabilities.
Yeah, about that… A side effect of alcohol is that of lowering inhibition. If an unarmed drunk decides that he has “a sincere desire to take my life”, my chances are considerably better than they would be if he has a firearm.
I’m not particularly afraid of guns, I’ve handled more firepower than the average civvie CCW permit holder. I have no problem in admitting I am afraid of drunk people with firearms. (I’m not afraid of cars either. But drunk drivers scare the living piss out of me. See how that works?)
It seems pretty damn basic to me that if alcohol is involved, guns shouldn’t be.
I’m a little worried about the guy. He’s gone from your average gun nut to posting rambling letters to the editor outlining his delusional heroism fantasies to just completely making shit up. Scary.
I was is in a pizza joint/bar with my dad whet I was 7. I had a minature cap gun with me and squeezed the trigger. A drunk at the bar grabbed his chest, fell off the stool, and said “my wife finally got me”. My father was not amused and he took away my cap gun
Not so. I ask you this: why would I “make up” a story and post it here, opening myself up for criticism, when I could be certain that more than half of the people reading it would be hostile to me, with insults like the quote above sure to be forthcoming? What troops am I rallying? This place is not friendly to gun owners.
I didn’t expect this to go on for 8 pages now, but I surely didn’t expect to make any friends by posting this. So, it is incumbent upon you to decide whether I was trolling for attention. You seem to think so. I find that laughable, because, frankly, I don’t like the attention that I’m getting. Of course, we all know my reputation as an attention whore (that is, I’m not one).
So there it is. You have every right to believe me or not.
For my part, and FWIW, I do believe you, mostly because it costs the same as not doing it and I simply have no reason to doubt you. I was just surprised that key elements of the story were left out (most now provided in your 2:29 post) and that you were not willing to share. That’s all.
Now go get those jerks in trouble if you are game for whatever crap might splash back at you.
Except when it comes to guns. Then, you’re like a moth to a flame.
I could post in Cafe Society “Man, I sure do like the taste of Wrigley’s Doublemint gun in my mouth” and you’d be in there in 30 seconds.
“If you knew anything at all about guns you’d know that you should never put them in your mouth, but you don’t because you’re not a military man with a concealed carry permit like me. Now that I’ve established my dominance, let me tell you about all my guns, and what they taste like.”
Somewhere in here there’s a joke about a tiny penis in the hand beating one somewhere else; but I’ll be damned if I can phrase it in a way to make it actually funny.
No, the guys who started this did that. Jesus. Only one person in this entire story had the opportunity to act with deliberation, and that was the moron who decided it would be funny to point a taser at a random person in a bar. That people are continuing to blame the victim of this little prank is utterly mindboggling.
Honest question: if I walked up and aimed a taser at you, would you duck?
Damn fucking right you would. Would you think about it first? No. That’s why they’re called reflexes. Remove self from danger - fight or flight. That’s what reflexes are. You idiots can argue til the cows come home about what might have been the optimum response given lots of time to consider and perfect knowledge of the bar environment, but you’re ignoring the elephant in the room. And the elephant has a taser pointed at your fucking stupid heads while you pontificate. Christ.
Not to turn it around and re-attack the victim, but according to the OP, he didn’t sprawl on the floor because of a taser being pointed at him, but because a laser dot appeared on his chest.
If that happened to me, I’d probably look up and say, “Who’s the prick with the laser pointer?”
Of course there is the astronomical chance that Carlos the Jackal has a bead on me from a sniper’s nest across the street, but I be willing to take that risk.
