Christmas Day – 1969

With God as my witness, every word of the following post is absolutely true, without any fabrication or exaggeration…

Mid December, 1961: I was five years old on that cold December day, when my Dad took me aside and said “Chris, your mother is very sick, and she’s going to need to spend some time in the hospital so the doctors can help her get better. So tomorrow, you and I are going to drive to go see Aunt Carol and Uncle Van, and you are going to live at their house so they can take care of you, until Mommy gets better.”

Dad didn’t tell me all the details, but my mother had advanced acute Meningitis, she was in critical condition, and she wasn’t expected to live. Thank God that she did live, but she wasn’t able to take care of herself or anyone else, for six weeks.

So I lived with Aunt Carol and Uncle Van for the next six weeks in a suburb of Buffalo, New York. My Aunt Carol loved me like a second mother, and Uncle Van was a really cool guy who was an avid outdoorsman and a hunter with a large gun collection. He let me watch him reload the ammunition for his .30-06 Deer rifle, as he used a special vise to re-prime the brass shells, load them with gun powder and insert a shiny new copper bullet into each round. He also gave me a harmless blank round that I kept, and I still have to this day.


While it’s true that later on in my life I had my own guns, and by the time I was 18 years old I was a skilled and highly accurate marksman who won a target shooting competition, I never became a hunter.

Because I have never been able to understand why anyone would want to shoot and kill a magnificent animal like this one.

B4- Moose2

I’d rather shoot them with my camera, like I shot this Moose in North Conway, New Hampshire.

However, I still respect hunters who are well trained and who hunt safely, the way that my Uncle Van did. But I have no use for today’s gun crazed NRA, who with its millions of dollars has either bought off or politically intimidated Congress, resulting in a state of totally dysfunctional gun laws and gun law enforcement, and enabling the mass murder of small school children in Newtown, Connecticut.

And while I didn’t vote for him in 1992, I had a lot of respect for former President George H. W. Bush Sr. when he resigned from the NRA in 1995, because of its statements that agents of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms are “jackbooted thugs and Nazis” who harass gun owners, and want to “attack law-abiding citizens”.

george_h_w_bush                               This George Bush… not his idiot son, George W. Bush Jr.

In his letter of resignation he sent to the NRA, Bush Senior wrote:

(Your statement) “slurs a wide array of government law-enforcement officials, who are out there, day and night, laying their lives on the line for all of us… (and) is a vicious slander on good people.”

I genuinely respected Bush Senior for taking a stand against the astoundingly ignorant and crazed fanaticism of the NRA, and I respected him a hell of a lot more than this moron, who is still an NRA member, and one of it’s biggest public promoters…

ted_nugentRight wing Rock Star (?) and self confessed sex addict Ted Nugent, who recently said “I’m beginning to wonder if it would have been best had the South won the Civil War. Our Founding Fathers’ concept of limited government is dead.”

Yeah, right Ted… It would be just fucking great if the South had won the Civil War, and an entire culture of racist white people could still buy, sell, own, whip, mutilate, rape and even kill black people, without any limits and with the full protection of the law of the Confederate States of America. It would be just wonderful to still have a corporate CEO’s wet dream of a work force – human slaves without any human rights, that can be worked to death without that terrible and burdensome overhead of having to pay them any money.

Ted, our Founding Father’ concept of government isn’t dead… but it’s true meaning is way over your head, because your head is brain dead!!!

It’s true that I used to own a few guns when I was younger, but now I own only one gun. It’s a Remington Model 870 12 gauge pump-action shotgun, that I can load with buckshot shells, only if I ever needed it to defend my wife, myself and my home, in the highly unlikely event that our home was invaded by violent criminals.

Remington 870 Express

There was one time over 30 years ago, that I did need my shotgun to defend the life of my best friend at the time, Kevin, who was getting increasingly frequent phone calls of death threats from his wife’s criminal ex-boyfriend. His wife’s ex had a long history of violence, and he had just been released from a Massachusetts maximum security prison.

After Kevin got four death threat calls from this criminal sociopath in one night, I went to Kevin’s apartment and sat up all night with him,  sitting in a chair with my shotgun in my lap, while we watched TV. When the phone rang, this time I picked it up and brought the receiver to my ear, while holding my Remington in my other hand.

“I’m going to fuck you up the ass, and then I’m going to kill you, Kevin.” said a dark and malevolently evil voice.

“This isn’t Kevin.” I answered, my voice in a low monotone almost completely devoid of all emotion, but full of deadly intent. “This is Kevin’s best friend.” I continued. “Do not call here ever again, and do not come here, because I’m holding a Remington 870 12 gauge shotgun in my other hand, loaded with buckshot shells, and if you do come here, I will not hesitate to blow a hole the size of a basketball in your chest.”

Then for added emphasis, I braced the stock of my shotgun on my hip, as I held the receiver of the phone close to the pump, and I pumped a 3″ shell into the chamber, the pump-action making that unmistakably recognized and rapid “sheck-sheck” sound… When I brought the receiver back up to my ear, I heard only silence, because the sicko had hung up without another word spoken.

He didn’t call again that night, or any other night… Instead, I immediately called the police right after the psycho-sicko hung up on me, so there would be an official police report made of the incident and kept on record.

I’d like to be able to say that was the end of the threat once and for all, for my best friend Kevin, but the truth is that three weeks later, Kevin came home from work, only to find his apartment empty of almost all furniture and valuables, and his wife along with his two year old son, gone… Because she had willingly run away with her criminally deranged ex-boyfriend, and she never came back.

Sometimes this life just really sucks…

But that was the only time in all of my 56 years of life, that I ever needed a gun to deter a death threat, and nothing even remotely close to what happened that night, has ever happened again.

But I did not need an assault rifle that night, to help defend my best friend. In all honesty, if I was ever in that type of situation ever again, I’d rather have my shotgun than any assault rifle, since at close range, my shotgun is far more instantly deadly, the instant the trigger is pulled. People have actually survived being sprayed by bullets fired from an assault rifle… No one ever survives a shotgun blast of buckshot to the head, gut or chest.

The advantage that an assault rifle does have over a shot gun, is that the shooter can kill far more people much faster, with more accuracy from a greater distance… So why is it that civilians really need to own assault rifles again??? To go deer hunting? Don’t make me laugh! For self defense? From whom? A military platoon armed with AK-47s?

Or are the civilians who are the most obsessed with owning assault rifles and other multi-round clip rapid fire semi-automatic and automatic weapons, also obsessed with the incredibly ignorant and bat shit crazy delusion that they need to defend themselves from the US Feds, armed with M4 assault rifles?

Anyone who really believes that, is so ridiculously stupid and deranged, that they are the last people who should ever be allowed to own any kind of semi-automatic or automatic weapon. Because you are the people who are fucking nuts!!! And it’s the fucking nuts who are shooting down innocent men, women, firefighters, high school students, college students, and all those little kids in Newtown! NOT the Feds!!!

And I don’t want to hear about your moronic and distorted version of your 2nd amendment right of the people to keep and bear arms! Because you always conveniently ignore that our Founding Fathers put into writing in that second amendment, these first four words:

A well regulated militia…  

being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the People to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed.”

The National Guard is a well regulated militia! Oh, but the National Guard is controlled by the Feds, right? WRONG!!!

News Flash here, for all you “states righters”! 

Although National Guard units may be called upon to serve in times of war, the Guard is not a branch of the United States Armed Forces, and U.S. state governors control The National Guard.

State police swat teams are a well regulated militia! They are also controlled by U.S. state governors.

Ted Nugent? YOU are not a well regulated anything! You are a freaking idiot who is just as obsessed by “gun porn” as you are obsessed by being a proudly self proclaimed sex addict!

Tea Partiers? YOU are not a well regulated militia! You are the equivalent of all the inmates in the world’s biggest insane asylum being turned loose, and then all getting together to form a fanatically irrational political party who collectively claims to hate Federal taxes, while grid-locking Congress to the point that YOU are going to be the ones responsible for one of the biggest Federal tax increases in decades, this coming January 1st!!!

And all you guys running around in the woods, wearing camouflage uniforms and carrying guns in states like Michigan and yes, also New Hampshire?

YOU are not a well regulated militia! You are a bunch of grown men who have nothing better to do with your lives than run around in the woods like a bunch of little 8 year old boys pretending to be army soldiers! Yeah, I know that you carry real guns loaded with real ammo… but if you ever got into a real firefight with a real well regulated militia, you wouldn’t last a day!

So here’s my message to all you NRA-ers who think that the only good gun control is no gun control, and your twisted and wrong interpretation of the second amendment gives you the right as American civilians to carry assault rifles, and own enough semi-automatic and automatic weapons and ammo to stock an armory…

You want to play with assault rifles? Then those of you who aren’t too fat, old and stupid to do it, go join the U.S. Marine Corps, or the U.S. Army! Or maybe just the National Guard or the Army Reserves… Cause then when you carry an assault rifle, you’ll also shoulder the responsibility of defending our nation from our enemies, and you might even get to use your assault rifle to shoot at other guys who also have assault rifles, who are shooting back at you!

It’s much more of a challenge than gunning down defenseless animals, or shooting little kids in classrooms…

Be a real man and grow a pair! Be like my oldest brother, John Sheridan Jr., who in 1969, enlisted in the USMC and volunteered for combat duty in Vietnam, because he believed that it was the right thing to do, and he wanted to serve his country.

He left us in February of 1969 for a one year tour of duty, and on Christmas Day of 1969, two guys in dress uniforms showed up at our house to tell us that John Sheridan Jr. would never be coming back to us again, alive.

I can still hear my mother screaming as she fell down and collapsed on the living room floor, and I can see my father helplessly trying to comfort her, as his own tears streamed down his heartbroken face…

Just like my own tears are streaming down my face right now, as I finish writing this sentence… only my tears are burning hot with anger!!!

This video in the loving memory of my brother, John Sheridan Jr., who had the courage to carry an M-16 assault rifle into combat in 1969, and who made the ultimate sacrifice for an ultimately lost cause…


And again, because this message can never be repeated enough… please listen to this public service announcement. It’s vitally important, and people’s lives literally depend upon this message being heard, and then acted upon as soon as possible.



About Chris Sheridan

I’m a 56 year old guy who is young (and immature) at heart, and I love humor and laughter. Married for 22 years, but still enjoy all the glories of womanhood everywhere, even while dedicated to one woman only - and I hope my wife never finds out about her!
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24 Responses to Christmas Day – 1969

  1. benzeknees says:

    I’m so sorry to hear about your brother Chris & I can certainly understand why Christmas has bad memories for you.

  2. GOF says:

    I was going to click ‘like’ for the time you put into this story Chris. As for what is going on with guns in America at the moment there is very little to ‘like’.

    • Thanks for reading, GOF. And thanks for your appreciation of my post here, because I did put a lot of time as well as all of my heart and soul into this one, like nothing I’ve ever written before, except for love letters to my wife, but obviously that was very different.

      This is in no way a negative criticism of my American blogging friends, but the irony is not lost on me that the very first two people to comment here, are a woman from Canada, and a man from Australia… which may or may not be just a coincidence. No, there is nothing to like about what is going on with guns in America, and I really wonder what it’s going to take for that to change.

  3. Elyse says:

    Dear Chris,
    You’ve told me part of this story before (the part with Kevin), but I’m so sorry to hear about your brother. The pain of losing a sibling is (as you know) all too familiar, and it never goes away. These are the folks you think you’re going to grow old with — my sister Judy and I planned wheelchair races through nursing home hallways. And then they’re gone. Sucks. Seriously sucks. It’s not a club I want to welcome anyone into — and I’m sorry you’re in it too.

    Your anger at the Newtown killings is, of course, on target. Nobody needs these big clips. Nobody needs to be able to murder many many people. There is no other purpose for those things. You like to target shoot? Great. Have a blast. The folks at the gun ranges can hold on to the ammo.

    I disagree with the idea of many of these buckaroos joining the military though. We don’t need cowboys there, either.

    I am hopeful that we can make something good, like an assault weapons ban, come out of the tragedy. I hope. I pray.

    • I am deeply moved by your comment here, Elyse. So thanks so very much. I’ll have more to say later – because right now my wife is very hungry, I’m late for our dinner date, and my life is in danger! Lol – BB ASAP when it is safe! :-) But again, my sincere and heartfelt thanks!

    • OK Elyse, my wife is no longer very hungry but happy instead of dangerous, since our delayed post Christmas madness dinner date was a success and made us both relaxed and happy together again. So now I have the time to give your compassionate and understanding as well as intelligent comment the reply that you deserve.

      I am sorry that you also lost your sister Judy, and yes, it’s just a tragedy that people can’t imagine ever really happening to their own brother or sister, until that awful day when it does happen. Even then it’s still hard to believe it’s real, because no matter how painful the agony of the grief and loss, and the starkly cruel reality of a funeral and the finality of a burial, it still seems surreal and hard to believe that yes, my brother and your sister is gone from our lives forever, except in some aging photos and memories often too painful to want to remember.

      The Newtown massacre of middle school children made me so furious that I tried to go numb and avoid my emotional rage about it, but I wasn’t able to do that for very long, and your friend Angie’s post about Newtown destroyed what was left of my already crumbling resistance to going full bore with my true feelings.

      Such a terrible tragedy is so much worse, when it’s so glaringly obvious that if our government collectively had enough integrity, courage and political will to pass the laws that if then fully enforced, the Newtown massacre and many other mass shootings might have never happened.

      But too many members of the U.S. House and Senate on both sides of the aisle have become the NRA’s fearful servants and political whores, so common sense gun legislation that could save lives doesn’t become law, or if it does, the laws get repealed. The ATF hasn’t had a full time director in over 10 years, because even Bush Jr.’s nominee was accused by the NRA of being hostile to gun owners, and then the gutless wonders in Congress refused to even hold confirmation hearings for him.

      The ATF also doesn’t have nearly enough money in its budget to be able to enforce the Federal gun laws that are on the books, because Congress won’t appropriate it, in an effort to keep the NRA happy enough to give Congress money, instead of spending money to defeat Congressional politicians perceived as NRA enemies. So guns that are designed solely to kill as many people as possible, as fast as possible, continue to proliferate in ever greater numbers, and become more easily available than ever before, via the internet and when purchased at gun shows, where a huge gun law loop hole exists, in which background checks and waiting periods are not legally mandatory. Why? Because the NRA wanted it that way… and they got what they wanted.

      The inevitable result is that lots of people will continue to get shot, critically wounded and killed… and with increasing frequency in groups assembled in public and private places, when the latest insane one man army goes off the deep end and decides to go out in a blaze of deranged glory, by killing lots of people before turning his semi-automatic weapon with the 100 round magazine on himself. Why don’t these guys just shoot themselves first?!

      My wife shares your opinion about more “cowboys” in the military being a bad idea, but I wrote what I did, to make a point… a point that men are more likely to feel the jab from than women are… And I also wanted to expose the difference between a hero willing to die for his country while carrying an an assault rife into battle – and a fanatically deranged moron with an assault rifle who is willing to die only after killing lots of his fellow Americans first, in a murderously delusional quest for the immortality of historical infamy that his sick and twisted mind thinks will give his death some meaning, after his pathetic and much worse than worthless life is ended.

      An assault weapons ban, like the one we used to have, would be a good start… Will it happen? God only knows…

      • Elyse says:

        I’m hopeful that something will start to happen as a result of this.

        But I still don’t want people who want to kill in the military. We saw the results of rogue soldiers during the Bush-Cheney years. That’s plenty. I understand your point, that it is way different being in a military situation than taking a gun to a school or a movie theater but we really don’t want to people our military with idiots. That job is way too important.

        • I can see that I didn’t do a good job of making my point, so let me try again. There are men and women in the U.S. military who are not crazed gun fanatics, but professional soldiers who genuinely believe in their mission to defend the national security of America, and who are willing to sacrifice their very lives in the defense of their country.

          I was trying to compare these dedicated professional soldiers to the ignorant and fanatical weekend warriors who are obsessed with guns because guns represent to them an empowerment of their own egos, making them feel far more powerful by owning and shooting very powerful and potentially deadly guns, than they would feel without their guns, because guns are their low self esteem crutches, and what they use to hide their weakness and inner sense of inferiority.

          The professional soldier’s greatest strength and virtue is his selflessness, demonstrated by his willingness to sacrifice his very life for others, if that is what is required to complete his mission and defend his country.

          The gun fanatic is the exact opposite, in that he lives for the greater glory and power of his own selfishness, manifested by his big and powerful gun enhanced ego power trip, and he would rather see his own countrymen lose their lives, than to have any restriction that might diminish the rush he gets from owning and shooting his big and powerful guns, and leave him feeling weaker and like less of a man.

          I was trying to hold up the professional soldier as the real definition of what a real man really is, who’s greatest strength is in his sense of duty, with his courage brave enough to lose his life if required, and expose the gun fanatics as the guys who are really the inferior and weaker men who need guns as a way to overcompensate for their inner sense of inferiority, insecurity, and even fear. (Why do you think these guys buy out all the guns and ammo in every gun shop around whenever something happens to cause them to imagine that the Feds are going to take away all their guns? They do it because they are stupid and paranoid, but most of all, they do it because they are very afraid.)

          I was calling out the gun fanatics by saying between the lines that “If you think you’re a real man just because you have an assault rifle, then I don’t think that you’re a real man – so let’s see you try to be who a real man really is… by becoming a professional soldier, and being brave enough to go on his mission, with enough courage to risk losing your life to protect and defend the lives of your countrymen.”

          I was challenging them to be who the soldier is, while implying that I didn’t think they were capable of doing it, because they don’t have the character, strength and courage of a real man who can be a real soldier, but instead they are just a bunch of inferior bozos who get off on firing guns, so they can look like real men, when they are really fakes.

          My true intention was not to get the gun fanatics to actually enlist in the U.S. Military, but to expose them for who they really are – as the men who are not worthy of being in the U.S. Military.

          I was talking to them in “guy speak” Elyse; a language that women often can’t comprehend, but a language that most men always understand.

        • Okay… maybe I wasn’t actually trying to say all that with what I wrote towards the end of my post, since what I did write, was more like a cry of anguish for my brother, and anger at the gun fanatics, because my brother, who was the real deal as a U.S. Marine and as a man, is long dead and gone, but the gun fanatics are still here, and it was a variation of their delusional way of thinking in a previous generation, that got the U.S. bogged down in Vietnam, and got my brother killed.

          • Elyse says:

            OK, I understand that. Sadly then as now, the fanatics (i.e. neocons) are never the ones who go to war, or who send their sons, daughters, brothers and sisters to war. Nope. It never touches them. And when they are wrong — Dick Cheney, are you listening — they have lost nothing.

            But I want these gun toters to take up bowling. Or archery. Or origami.

  4. Ankur Mithal says:

    Perhaps there was a need for arms when man was discovering and breaking into new territory. Today, when every square inch of the Earth is mapped, every individual has an ID in a database, cellphone signals are available even on Mt. Everest (I read somewhere), I have not been able to understand the professed need for guns. If everyone has them, nobody is any better off. Just helps the gun-makers.

    • There was more of a need for arms when much of America was still a wild and lawless frontier. But those brutal days of life and death decided by the slaughter of gunfire began to be exaggerated and glorified into the great adventures of gun heroes by writers and journalists as early as the mid 1800s, to sell more newspapers and novels.

      Ruthless killers with guns who were both for and against the law, but more often only for their own ambition and personal gain, were often rewritten into brave heroes who were the champions of justice, and eventually small and impotent men came to believe that they could also be heroes if they owned a gun, or even better, lots of guns!

      Then Hollywood movies promoted the glory of guns and gunfire a thousand times more convincingly than just printed words on a page, and the movies took what was really often a savage and brutal slaughter in which right and wrong had little to do with who lived and who died, and exaggerated the truth beyond all recognition into the great and glorious mythology of the American West – ruled by brave and famous heroes who ruled with guns to defend truth, justice, and the American way, and who also got to have lots of sex with the most beautiful women – something often more subtly implied than graphically revealed back when movies were more strictly censored for sexual content, but American men got the message all the same.

      Guns became symbols of great power, glory, bravery, masculinity, sexual success and fame, instead of mindless and deadly weapons that in a fraction of a second, tear gaping and bloody holes into human bodies, with bullets that have no respect for who is right and who is wrong, but only result in who is dead or wounded, or unscathed often more because of luck or having more bullets… than due to skillful marksmanship. The very best marksman will fall down just as dead as the worst, if he is hit in the head by a stray and fatally unlucky bullet.

      Many Americans fell in love with this glorious gun mythology of lies, many Americans still love all the gun lies and exaggerations to this very day, and many American have died and are still dying these days as a result.

    • Elyse says:

      And the gun makers are, of course, the ones bankrolling the NRA. Not the squirrel hunters.

  5. Angie Z. says:

    Chris, I’m so sorry about your brother John. That is just heartbreaking. That scene you described of witnessing your parents receiving the news is chilling. Every parent’s worst fear. I’m not a fan of war, but at least I can accept that there are guns needed in times of war. I just don’t get why we need these assault weapons back at home? To me, it’s no different than a bomb. And no one is protesting that the government won’t let us have bombs lying around in our basements. What’s the difference? Because one comes with a neat carrying case so that somehow makes it feel domestic?

    Kevin’s story is heartbreaking too. What a great friend you were to him. I hope he was able to have a relationship with his son after that.

    • Thanks. I appreciate your sympathy, and after reading your blog, I know that your sympathy is genuinely sincere. Yeah, it really is a parent’s worst fear, and since I’m the father of a wonderful daughter, I am just so grateful that so far, I’ve been spared that horrible heartbreak. But my brother Dan, who is closest to me in age, and also the brother I am closest to, well, he and his wife were not spared that horrible heartbreak when they lost their 14 year old daughter, and in a way far too nightmarish for me to talk or write about. That tragedy came close to Christmas as well, and enough said.

      I’m no fan of war either. It’s the people who are the fans of war, who are the most eager to rush us into wars, and often for the worst possible of reasons. No war should ever be celebrated or glorified – not even when a war is fought and won, and it was a war that had to be fought and won, because the consequences of not fighting the war would have been far worse than fighting the war.

      But only a blind fool glorifies and celebrates a war – even World War II. The veterans who risked their lives and lost their lives fighting WW II should be honored and we should express our gratitude for what they had the courage to do. The veterans who did the same in Vietnam should be honored and appreciated, even though that war should have never been fought by American soldiers, sailors and airmen. But never blame the veterans for the mistakes of the leaders who sent them to fight a war that was one of the biggest and most needlessly tragic mistakes ever.

      War itself should always be recognized as the way humans create hell on earth, and in a mass horror that only those who are in a war, both soldiers and civilians, will ever fully understand. War should never be glorified, because to glorify war is to promote war, and move us closer to the next war, which might be another Vietnam or Bush Jr.’s Iraq war, instead of World War II. I have a seething contempt for war glorifiers, because they are war enablers, and they are potential accessories to the mass mayhem and murder that may result from their glorification of war.

      I liked your comparison of people’s perception of bombs compared to assault rifles, and I think you are right on the mark, as well as clever with your rhetorical question that included “neat carrying cases that somehow feel domestic…” That made me smile last night when I read it. :-)

      Kevin’s story was and is heartbreaking, and no, he was never able to have a relationship with his son after what happened. Me a great friend? I can be… But I’m also a man with many flaws and failings, who is sometimes not a very nice guy at all, and without a valid reason. But I have had my better moments at times – like the night when I stepped between another close friend and a guy with a large and deadly knife. I had no weapon to defend me, except for my words, and my words were enough that night to convince the man with the knife to put the knife away, and then to walk away.

      But no one should ever call me a hero… Ask Elyse, because she knows my blog well enough to know that I have done many life threatening things, and not because I’m a hero – but because I’m crazy! Lol :-) But I’m crazy in a way that has never seriously harmed anyone else, because I reserve that right exclusively for myself! Lol :-)

      Thanks for stopping by and for your compassionate and insightful comment. Sorry for my mile long reply, but even though I hardly know you at all, I’m already fond of you, Angie, in a fatherly sort of way. I’m looking forward to reading more of your blog, and thanks for reading mine.

  6. Bill Hayes says:

    Well, Chris you certainly nailed it there.

    As Elyse will confirm, I have been around some blogs calmly arguing the case for gun control. Many quite intelligent people – not the gutless morons you are discribing. It makes me quite mad that their sophisticated arguments full of useless statistics keep coming like oozing bullshit, they being incapable for a moment to even think about anything I have said. What you have said above, and the manner in which you said it was quite cathartic – I was enjoying the ride. It released some of the anger I have felt since Newton. I feel more energised to take the argument back to them.

    I am not even American, but like many here in the UK feel anger at the sensless school shooting and sheer disbelief about the gun ownership in the states; I can’t digest the fact that 50 per cent of the hand guns in the world are owned by American civilians who are only 5 per cent of the world’s population. if we have a gun crime here, it’s big news!! That’s the way it should be.

    You raised George Bush snr up a few notches in my estimation after his resignation letter from the NRA. I didn’t know that. I can’t imagine such a stand being taken by his son. But that’s another subject.

    I am sorry your Christmases are tarnished by the arrival of the news about your brother. He was obviously a brave man who did his duty. As I get older, i come to appreciate that more and more.
    Lets hope the new year will bring better news.

    • Hi Bill! Thanks for stopping by and reading my post. Interesting… so you’ve been debating gun control with intelligent people , who, from your description of their “sophisticated arguments” are using their intelligence to make pseudo-sophisticated rationalizations for why no one must ever deprive them of their guns, and I can understand your frustration with trying to reason with them.

      What’s that saying about statistics? “There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics.” And statistics are often used to bolster weak arguments, by dressing them up with a bunch of impressive looking numbers, that are actually superficial, totally irrelevant, and often totally wrong. It’s the “done with mirrors” debate trick in which the person using it tries to persuade others that he must be right, because he has all these numbers that prove… absolutely nothing! Lol

      I should start following you around, Bill, because at least you seem to compete in a league populated with opponents much more intelligent and interesting than the gun obsessed Neanderthals that I’ve been dealing with. But from what you’ve reported here, the ones you’ve been dealing with, are in just as much a state of denial about the reality that common sense laws enforced to control guns are what is absolutely required to stop the gun death carnage – they just use a more articulate vocabulary to try and convince others that they have a right to remain in denial about their precious guns and ammo. At least it seems to be somewhat more intellectually stimulating to “shoot down” their more complicated and convoluted nonsense.

      Hey, gotta run, and TY for your comment and for following my blog. I’ll be paying your blog a visit soon. Thanks again for stopping by.

  7. Bill Hayes says:

    Listen, once I’ve sorted out your country’s gun problem, I am moving onto world peace.

    • Sorry for the very late reply, Bill, but I had to thank you for your efforts to sort out our gun control problem here in the USA, and I also have to ask you this question:

      Which world are you moving on to, that is in a state of world peace, and how are you going to get there? Because I’d also like to book a ticket for the same destination, and as soon as possible. I know that Sir Richard Branson has been making major progress with suborbital space flight as a private enterprise, but I had no idea that apparently, he has now moved on to interplanetary space flight as well!

      Of course, I’m only joking with you, Bill. Lol :-) I’m only joking, because I know that I could never afford the cost of a ticket to fly with Sir Richard, but if you can, then I wish you the very best! May I ask what it is, that you do for a living? I’ve been considering making a career change, and it sounds like the field that you are in, may be well worth my consideration!

      Please be well, my friend – both on this planet, and also on the next one! Lol :-)

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