Life should be more like an old Western
What’s society like today?
Well, you’ve got corporate corruption, armed robbery, and murder happening daily.
You’ve got the good people trying to live their lives while the bad people feed off them. And then you’ve got the scant few in the law enforcement business trying their best to stem the flow of lawlessness.
That’s not much different from the way things were in the Old West, with one major difference: everybody had a gun back then.
Now, in my opinion, they ought to bring this system back. I’m stumped as to why it left in the first place.
Just imagine it: as long as you’re a fast draw, you never have to worry about being murdered, robbed, or otherwise inconvenienced.
If some hombre walks up behind you in a crowded, smoky saloon with a gun in his hand and accuses you of killing his brother, it’ll no longer be necessary to run to a phone to call the police. Just haul leather and blast the varmint.
Forget bank robberies. Give the tellers a little gunslinger training and they’ll be able to outdraw the would-be desperado and plug him.
Give convenience store clerks a six-shooter and they can put a slug through any passel of bandits that comes in with lawbreakin’ on their mind.
Can’t you just see the difference? Instead of helpless citizenry powerless to stop the tide of lawbreakers, we’d be an armed posse ready to gun them down.
Shucks, mister, if everybody had a gun, than nobody would be helpless, would they?
It’s already standard practice in some states to issue concealed weapons permits, just in case you’re passing through some dangerous territory and need to pack iron.
Some bartenders keep a scattergun under the bar in case some bandito gets rowdy. There’s a lot of settlers in this country who keep a shootin’ iron on their homesteads in case an outlaw comes prowlin’ around.
There’s a reason the right to bear arms is our second amendment, dag nab it. Not the ninth, not the 26th, not the 133rd. It’s nearly the most gol-dang important thing in our country, second only to free speech.
You can open up any issue of American Rifleman magazine and find a whole page full of accounts of people’s lives, loved ones, or property being saved from criminals, thanks to personal firearms.
I’m quite convinced that Clint Eastwood’s character in “The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly” died of old age, thanks to the fact that he was the fastest draw in the West. Combine a six-gun with a little expertise and good reflexes and you’re untouchable, as long as the other varmint is in front of you and ain’t faster’n you are.
Some may say that a society like this will be senselessly violent and incredibly dangerous, but I’d like to hear what in tarnation they’ll say the next time they get their pockets cleaned in a holdup. I think everybody would appreciate a little live iron in circumstances like that.
A little preparedness never killed nobody…
Andrew is a senior studying mass communication.
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