I’m not afraid, I have no guns that I can even get to. I keep a 9 iron by the front door, that’s it.
I don’t shoot guns, or haven’t in many years. I don’t hunt, I don’t target shoot, I don’t carry, I don’t rely on them for home protection.
Guns don’t make me feel safer, or less safe.
I have guns that have been in my family for generations and have never been fired in my half century plus life. None of my guns have ever been used on another person.
To me, they are just possessions. They just exist, but I am not enamored with them. I don’t obsess over them. I don’t seek out more guns, or ammo, or anything. My meager gun collection is just static, and has been for a long time, and will continue to be. They are just objects.
But it still scares the bejezzus out of a shitload of people that I own even a single gun, and that’s strange to me.
It’s the unknown potential that somehow, sometime, for some unknown reason, I might actually operate one of these objects that freaks people out.
Plenty of shit freaks me out, but I don’t start thread after thread after thread over it. There’s probably a half dozen anti-gun threads in GD and the Pit each, with the same hand wringing, teeth gnashing posters postulating in them. We get it: Guns bad, gun owners bad. But I’m not bad, nobody in my recent family tree that owned guns was bad, none of them or me has committed gun violence in over a century of gun ownership. We just owned the things you despise.
Better start a few more threads is all the advice I can give.