About a year ago, a mugger just walzed right up to me on a bridge
here in Washington, D.C. It was early evening
and I was a stone's throw from my apartment in what is considered
a nice neighborhood, as neighborhoods go in
"Murder Capital" -- the richly deserved nickname for the nation's
capital. .
Ed note: Washington, D.C. and Chicago
are continually in a contest for the city with
the most murders per capita in
the whole U.S. Why is this? Both have outlawed guns
in the hands of private citizens. Crooks
know they are safe because people are defenseless.
. . . for the few minutes I was standing there waiting to be
mugged, I was fuming. I knew he knew I didn't have a gun!
It's illegal [to keep a gun] here in Murder Capital.
Not merely illegal, but a felony carrying up to a five year prison
sentence.
I wanted a gun, but more than that, I wanted him to think I might
possibly have a gun. I wanted him to at least accord
me the respect I get from criminals in other cities, where they
have to exercise a little crativity, lying in wait, sneaking
up from behind, hiding in the bushes, dark allyways, that sort of
thing. No, in Washigton, they just walk right up
to you on a brightly lit street. As an apparently law-abiding
citizen, I am ostentationsly defenseless.
. . . . . But, the half of the country that intuitively
assumes a right to bear arms don't live in my neighborhood. . . . .
Too few people - - girl people in particular -- appreciate
the central point: Guns are our friends.
. . . . . But, with the second amendment, all we hear about
is the downside. It's all screw magazine. No upside,
just
school shootings and the apocraphal danger of 'gun accidents' In
1945, for every Million Americans, there were
350,000 guns and 18 fatal gun accidents. By 1995 the supply
of guns had more than doubled to 850,000 per million,
but fatal accidents had plumetted to only six per million.
. . . . . As the saying goes, God made man and woman; Colonel Colt made them equal.
_______Ann Coulter