As some of you may have noticed, I really like learning about guns. It’s natural to want to talk about what you’ve learned, and what you still want to learn. I enjoy lots of web and usenet resources on the matter, and like to exchange info anonymously. Sometimes I am stupid enough to actually do so face to face with people. The reactions I get IRL are quite different from the ones online; online, I am dealing with specific groups of people who know about and presumably enjoy knowing about guns.
In person, I am usually dealing with urban people, who have no experience and little knowledge of firearms. Their reactions range from thinking I am insane to thinking I am whacko, with a few thinking I am crazy. It is always worse with women. This is not a generalization about all three billion women; it is a description of my experience. Disagree with it if want, but by doing so you’re calling me a liar. Sure there was somebody named Annie Oakley who liked guns but I haven’t run into her at any neighborhood barbecues.
I enrolled in a career development seminar. They asked us to describe our hobbies. I told them, and got The Look. Mind you, this was from a woman whose job is, among other things, to ask people from all backgrounds what their hobbies are. But she just couldn’t repress The Look, which says some combination of,
(a) you should be ashamed,
(b) you scare me and where is a cop when you need one,
© I am parkinsonian and I have no control over my facial expressions,
(d) please don’t say “gun” again because my pet clay pigeon was killed by one,
(e) please don’t say “gun” again because if you add a -t to the end of that word it rhymes with a nasty word,
(f) hahahaha now I know all of your political and social opinions! Normal people don’t like guns! Normal people don’t act that way! And no you can’t have a Pepsi!
Sure, I could pick up and move to the country, get new friends, and join the career seminar run out of the back of the Clay Pigeon Center, but I’m not going to. I like my city. From now on, I’ll just be sure to have a couple of whiskeys before I talk about my hobbies, so as to not be so thin-skinned. Just kidding, I don’t drink. By the way, if you do drink, you are crazy and should be ashamed, since I don’t share your tastes. Just kidding.
Remember, ignorance about guns is good. Guns can be associated with death. It is good to be very stupid when it comes to anything that could possibly be associated with death. All guns are either AK-47s or Uzis. Forget your disease names. Mix up facts about wars. And if you see a headstone, run over it with your car to pretend you didn’t see it.