Supporters of the right to openly carry firearms are planning a public event Sunday, April 25, in Portland. That's right, a rally, across from the Back Cove Hannaford, where people will be there to support the right to openly carry a gun. I'm all for sane people owning guns, assuming there is some sort of background check done prior to purchase. What I'm not all for is people carrying them around on their belt as if it is a damn cell phone or pager. Am I alone here? Does this not seem to be a potentially slippery slope?
It turns out that it is entirely legal in the great State of Maine to openly carry a firearm. I don't mean that rifle in the back window of Joe Buckhunter's Ford F150, I mean it's totally legal for Johnny Quickfingers to openly carry a gun around town. In Maine, you don't even need a permit to openly carry! Now, that doesn't mean that individual locations can't tell you to leave it in the car, but people are working towards making it completely legal to be able to carry it anywhere you go. Perhaps I am missing something here, but what exactly is the need to carry a gun? Doesn't that only encourage the possible use of said firearm? What happens when Billy Notsosmart forgets to put the safety on and takes a chunk out of Little Suzy's leg at the park? And for what reason, so you can make up for your lack of manhood? Go buy a Hummer toolbag, you don't need to carry a gun around.
I'm sure people will come back with all sorts of reasons why this is no problem and that I'm only making a big deal out of nothing. I will finish with this quick reminder. Guns don't kill people, idiots with guns kill people. I'm just saying...
About Me
- Mark
- I've always wondered if people actually read this stuff. I never do when I'm on other pages. Well, in case, for some strange reason, you find it necessary, I'll give you a little knowledge. I was born in The County. For those of you who don't konw better, that would be Aroostook County. For those of you who do, your jokes won't work on me, they are lame. I'm the son of an investment banker that squandered his every penny on tuna fish sandwiches in the late 80's, and my mother was the lead singer for the Bangles. Neither of those is true, but again, I'm convinced nobody is reading this anyways. I met my wife at a carnival, and we were married by the bearded lady in front of the entire clown brigade. I have a daughter who is training for the 2012 Olympics where she will compete in the Triple Jump and Javelin. We live in a nice little shanty in the woods and are hoping to one day have running water. Any questions?
