I had promised myself that I'd take it easy on the post-Heller commentaries from liberal moonbats, because after all, they are moonbats. They hate us...they will hate us until the Last Day when they either smother us in the all-encompassing blanket of the Great State, or we put the last 7.62 round through the last moonbat's brain — no wait, make that center mass...they don't have brains in the sense we think of brains...a lot like zombies, if you think of it — or the Giant Asteroid of 2012 sends us all to Dino-Land.
Still, Philip Slater's piece in the increasingly whacky Huffington Post merits comment, although for the life of me I can't think what that comment shoud be, other than yeech!:
The antipathy to gun control is particularly bothersome. The Supreme Court now says every American has the right to kill people, subject only to certain situational constraints. While Bush and Cheney never cease fear-mongering about terrorist attacks, we already have the equivalent of regular terrorist attacks from deranged gun owners flipping out on their co-workers, bosses, teachers, fellow students, exes, relatives, neighbors, and random strangers.Wow! It's kind of a grand slam of antigun cliches. The story reminds me of back when I was just starting in newspapers (about a week after newspapers were invented). Because we were cooler and had less destroyed livers than the older generation of reporters, we'd periodically do stupid stunts involving cliched phrases slipped into news stories...how we all learned about doing this without the Internet, which Al Gore had not yet invented, I have no idea. I did slip the phrase "creamy white thighs" into some story I was writing on a Florida school board...was a lot of work, too. Imagine how hard Mr. Slater, whose day job is writing books that other moonbats adore, had to work to get all these insipid cliches into one piece! "NRA nutcakes!" "Every American has the right to kill people!" "Handguns are designed for one purpose!" "You want to be able to kill people at will!" And the pinnacle, "sexually insecure males!"
The NRA keeps saying guns don't kill people, although not even the nuttiest of their fanatics could deny that the presence of guns multiplies deaths. The more guns you have in your house, the more you, some member of your family, or your kid's schoolmates are likely to bite the dust. Sure, people kill people. They do it with knives, pokers, rope, wire, etc. What distinguishes the gun from all these other murder weapons is that while these other implements have other uses, a gun has only a single function: to kill. And it's the most efficient way of doing it. That is, after all, why it was invented.
Rifles are used to kill animals more often than people, and hunting with a rifle is considered a sport. While there isn't all that much skill involved in killing an animal with a high-powered rifle, a case could be made that ridding the nation of its deer and rabbit surplus is serving a useful function.
But all handguns (not to mention grenades, automatic weapons, and other items often possessed by NRA nutcakes) are designed for only one purpose. To kill people. If you own a handgun it's because you want to be able to kill people at will.
Especially yourself. Over half of all gun deaths are suicides. And guns do kill people it turns out, for suicide attempts with guns are 90% successful, compared with 34% for jumping off high places, and 2% for pills. A household with a suicide is 3 to 5 times more likely to have a gun in it.
Gun control doesn't prevent anyone who feels realistically endangered from acquiring the means to kill. All you have to do is make a case and get a license. Unfortunately our nation has a large population of sexually insecure males who like to walk around pretending they're Dirty Harry, and a still larger population of acquisitive status-seekers, terrified someone will steal their future landfill.
Brilliant! Two big ole thumbs up, Mr. Slater! You're a shoe-in for the Moonbat Hall of Fame!