Every once in a while I have to remind people that I am a crazy-assed gun nut. It’s even more fun with friends and family because, well, they never expect it. So, I sat down figuring I’d write some elegant, well-thought out, convincing piece on freedom, sovereignty, and responsibility that detailed precisely why I am a gun nut. I couldn’t do it, I wrote this instead:
I am a gun nut and proudly so. Some folks say it like it’s a bad thing. I don’t know why, we’re mostly harmless. It’s true. As I’ve said before, people don’t walk down the street leery of gun nuts (well, except in England). They walk down the street either not leery at all or leery of criminals.
What makes me a gun nut?
Not the number of guns I own. For someone who yammers on so much about guns, I probably own considerably less than the average reader here. I own the following: Ruger 10/22, a Walther P22, Kel-Tec 380, an AR in 9mm, Glock 30, an AR in 5.56. I think that’s it. Six firearms. I have a lot on my to buy list but they always get pushed back due to other priorities or whatever. And here lately, I’ve actually sold a couple of firearms. One, because I didn’t care for it and one because I was offered too much to turn it down.
It’s not that I like how they work mechanically or tinkering. I do that with other stuff and I’m not nuts about that. I like to do woodworking but I am not a woodworking nut. And I don’t blog about woodworking.
It’s not hunting. I don’t hunt.
It’s not the zen of target shooting. I zen playing cards, golf, and other activities as well.
So, what is it? I thought about it long and hard. And it’s this simple truth:
If you fuck with me bad enough, I’ll kill your ass.
Simple. Not elegant. But that truth is what scares the shit out of others and it’s that truth that makes people look at you like you’re crazy. It won’t be a NRA slogan any time soon. But it’s what you’re asserting when you claim to be a gun nut, whether you like it or not. Now, this is the part where some ninny chimes in with well, that’s crazy or you’re not going to make converts that way. They may be right, but it’s the truth.
Now, that is not to say that I’ll kill your ass if you cut me off in traffic or generally do me wrong. I’m talking like if you really, really egregiously fuck with me. I’m mean life-altering, I’m fucked in a major bad way kind of fucking with me. If you enter my home uninvited and intent on doing me and my family harm, I’ll kill your ass. But it goes beyond just petty criminals. By your ass, I mean all manner of yous and their respective asses. That is to say, be they individual criminals trying to cause bodily harm, nefarious bureaucrats with nothing better to do, or tyrannical governments. I’ll kill their asses if they egregiously do me wrong.
If you, say, lie about a crucial piece of investigative work that lands me in jail, I’ll kill your ass. Or if you prosecute me for a crime that I’m probably innocent of based on scant evidence and for political posturing, I’ll kill your ass. If you try to take my house, I’ll kill your ass. If you arrest me and charge me with a non-crime out of revenge or to teach me a lesson, I’ll kill your ass. Sure, I’ll exhaust every legal manner with which to fight these abuses first but, at the end of the day, if I get royally fucked, I’m willing to kill their asses.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to kill anybody. I just realize that some things call for it. And that is what makes me a gun nut.