So why carry and why own guns? Life happens, you can either be prepared for it or not.
There was that moment in life – where I’m a boy is transitioning into being a man and the unexpected happened. I became a casualty of domestic battle; I really dislike the word victim as I feel the word victim it is disempowering, making the readjustment of ones personal reality much harder. However, in some instances that word fits precisely, just not for me and probably not for you either.
The reality check. Think of your life right now, your daily activities, friends & family, your view of the world. The moment you discharge your weapon in a domestic situation, it all changes, your reality will never be the same as it was.
Do you own a gun? Do you know how to use it?
Does your family know where it is kept? Where the key, code or access point is located and how to gain entry to the gun? Shooting and target acquisition, is everyone confident?
For me, owning a gun means conceal carry. I have never hunted nor ended another’s life; I hope my departure from this world is peacefully without having to do harm. However, if you do carry, you have an even higher responsibility to those around you, in your direct environment. In essence, you are taking charge of your own life and possibly protecting others as well.
I would like to make a point on hunting, it is just my decision not to hunt; those who do hunt have shared with me venison, boar, and turkey. I have even dined on a delicious horse steak with caramelized onions at Le Pre Sale in the beautiful city of Brussels, Belgium.
Now living in America, after some 20 years abroad, dancing throughout the Caribbean, I have reapplied for my CCW permit. A CCW is a carry conceal weapon – a state-issued permit which consists of federal background check and fingerprinting among other checks. This permit allows concealment of weapons whether it’s a gun, knife, taser, etc and has reciprocity with many other states.
Parts of the Caribbean where I spent most of my time escaping from the craziness, guns were illegal without a permit, which itself was quite the task to acquire. Even if you did have a permit for a weapon, the restrictions were very controlling. If you had a weapon without a permit, the punishment was very severe. Typically, twenty-five years for each gun with and additional year tacked on for each bullet. So here I am back in the good ole U.S of A – living in America now – after some 20 years abroad dancing throughout the Caribbean building massive infrastructure and resorts. The safe spot I had found, nestled away in those islands, away from the violence vanishes before me and I am again, situationally aware.
Back in the late 80’s and early 90’s when my life was still in daily & present danger I used to carry a Glock 23, Black Talons, SOB in a Uncle Mikes. Depending on circumstances, I might have two clips on my left hip and/or a Beretta .380 auto in an ankle holster. There was always a Mossberg 410 pistol grip pump in the truck, on a rack, full up with slugs.
Today, thankfully things are much lighter for me, I’m leaning toward the Glock 43 or a 26, +2, Trijicon, stippled, IWBP carry. There are some nice rigs out there, I like the Urban Carry, which is I think is fine tuned for this gun. I have been carrying around four rolls of quarters – 32 oz. – to break in the holster and adjust my person for the added weight of the gun.
So do you own a gun and would you protect your life, property and those in your direct environment?
If you do, I believe for most owners it is about the love of ownership of importance; love of our current reality, love of self, and a love of those directly around you. It is our love of America, its freedom, and its constitutional rights.
When I was a young man, as my blog reveals, my reality changed in a spilt-second due to gun violence. Bad things happen; however, its much better to be empowered if you are surprised into fight for your life versus the alternative, being caught vulnerable, completely by surprise.
This point I feel is the backbone of Americans gun carry voice, enough is enough, I will stand tall.
The thing is this, to shoot someone, to kill someone, to see someone die in an instant is a terrible thing. However, it is part of a basic human driver – control & conquer – it is part of our advancement as a species, one we quite haven’t shaken yet.
When this part isn’t balanced by a generally accepted or normally defined outlook on reality it can become surrounded in darkness, very quickly. We have come a long way from the mass genocides and lawlessness to a society of relative safety but the threat still prevails – it is part of our nature – it is now just more surprising and instantaneous.
So as you practice and prepare for what you hope never happens, please remember this in peace:
There was good in each of us at one point, even the hardest of the hard – that person who tried do you or your loved ones harm – even that person. Those last breaths each of us takes at some point, are free. They are free from the body, free from the mind, free from the human condition and all of its environmental, biological and emotional stressors which might have caused an assailant’s attack.
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