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What Is It About Guns?

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One man’s pleasure is another man’s poison. The recent Aurora shooting raises questions about guns and how they’re depicted in films and other media.

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4 thoughts on “What Is It About Guns?

  1. Spoze i can’t say much since i run a Western movie blog … but your right. I went to a movie last week and at least 8 out of 10 movie Previews were about people shooting each other.
    Guns are always a tough topic. All we see is the bad. But 99 percent of gun owners will never shoot anybody. I don’t even own a gun – or want one.

    • I enjoy target shooting. We have a very old 22 target rifle that belonged to my first husband’s father (Jeff passed away almost 20 years ago) and a Red Ryder Daisy BB gun with which everyone enjoys shooting paper plates. I’ve never shot anything that is or was alive nor do I think I could even if my life depended on it. I dont’ have much of a killer instinct. But target shooting is a sport and one of the few that I’m still physically able to enjoy, though rarely at this point. I’m not sure we have ammunition for the 22 anymore. Nobody has used it in years. I wonder if it still works. For that matter, I wonder where it is … my son must have put it away somewhere. The BB rifle gets taken out to play sometimes. Hard to really hit much with it. It’s not exactly powerful!

      On the other hand, I can’t see why ANYONE has a legitimate need to own an AK-47 or anything remotely like it. There’s nothing good you can do with that kind of gun. It’s designed to kill a lot of whatever quickly. NO private citizen needs one.

      • Ah yes the old Red Ryder BB gun, the first.. er.. firearm I ever shot. I guess it’s not really a firearm since there’s no fire involved, but it was a gun that actuall shot something from its barrel. It belonged to my brother and I sort of inherited it. Later I joined the rifle team at my High School and found another gem, a Mossberg .22 rifle also property of my brother. Seems he got annoyed at a friend of his and chased him down the street with it, at which time it disappeared for a while. I found it in my Aunt & Uncle uncle’s possesion in Buffalo NY and asked if I could use it for target shooting.

        Even though mom was very attached to my brother, her firsrt born, I was considered more mature, and not given to chasing people with guns, and so allowed to have it. Interestingly enough, my brother became a cop and I, a musician. After marriage and a move to Arizona, I enjoyed a brief romance with firearms again, ’cause out here in the west you can own almost anything you want. So I experienced my first hand guns and was startled at the incredible power held in your hand. Needless to say the honeymoon was soon over as I decided that no real good could come of owning such weapons. But for a short while, I was a normal boy, until I also concluded that the noise of exploding gunpowder was gonna wreck my hearing.., a far more valuable posession to me.

        • For a while, Garry and I pondered gun ownership, but ultimately, the price of a handgun bought legally … a good one … was way above what we were willing to pay for whatever actual protection and/or entertainment it might provide. On TV, anyone seems to be able to afford a gun, but around here, a good handgun costs a grand or so and that’s a lot of money, so we never got past the casual discussion stage.

          The rifle is the same one we brought to Maine; we loaded it with 22 shorts which are only good for target shooting because they have half a charge and probably couldn’t kill anything bigger than a mouse, if that.

          I like the BB gun, but you have to do a lot of mental calculations (loft, trajectory, wind correction) to hit anything unless you are standing right next to it, because it isn’t going to hit anything more than a few feet away in a straight line. The new Red Ryder BB rifle is exactly the same as it has been for close to a hundred years. It’s pretty cool. LOOKS like a gun.

          Yeah, guns ARE loud. It’s one of many things I don’t like about them, but I think it’s the killing people part that bothers me most.

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