Trending: Gun Issues Today 4/17/2012

I could write a novel as to why I’ve been so absent from my own blog  these many months, but suffice it to say the six book manuscripts I’ve been married to at the job that actually pays me to edit has kept me non-stop busy since I got back from SHOT show in January. Oh, sure, I had all sorts of good intentions, still do, but, as they say, there are only so many hours in the day. Anyway, it looks like I have a short window in which to breathe and write for myself (and you), and a couple issue are sticking in my craw, as it were, so I’ll spare you the gory details of why I’ve been gone and get down to business.

Stand Your Ground Trayvon Martin

We don't know what happened between Trayvon Martin and George Zimmerman, because we weren't there, but this protester's sign asks a very important question.

First up is the Treyvon Martin tragedy. I know, I know, the ink rendered elsewhere by journalists of every ilk, and the voices bellowed by broadcasters, protesters, and supporters of all manner and all sides, seems unending. Indeed, I may be just one more moo in the herd, but I see little more than just raw emotions–on both sides–being aired. Thought I’d try to interject a little common sense, or, at the very least some food for thought.

To narrow the problem down to the basics, there are those who say Treyvon Martin was fleeing Zimmerman. The other camp says Zimmerman was attacked by Martin. The truth lies somewhere between the two, and maybe even firmly on one side or the other. But the only one alive who knows the truth is Zimmerman, and while he maintains the necessity of his actions, his “truth” probably won’t be known unless a reliable witness or four come forward and say, “I saw the whole thing, start to finish.”

These types of he-said/she-said things go on every day, in front of human resources in the work place, in front of the cop at the scene of a traffic accident and, certainly, in front of every judge, gavel in hand, presiding over a court. I don’t have anything to support one side or the other in the Treyvon Martin tragedy. I wasn’t there–just like the rest of you weren’t–but I am taking umbrage with the “Stand Your Ground” law that saw the collision of the two worlds that had independently before belonged each to Treyvon Martin and George Zimmerman.

I ran across an article on CNN.com today, one that highlighted the political contributions of Marion Hammer. (You can read the article here.) Marion, if you’ll recall, was the NRA’s first female president. Now in her 70s, she is still a stalwart of our 2nd Amendment rights, one of Florida’s most active gun lobbyists and, according to the article, was a crucial mover and shaker in getting Florida’s Stand Your Ground law enacted.

Marion Hammer, former NRA president

Marion Hammer, first female NRA president, and tireless supporter of 2nd Amendment rights.

I’ve read quite a few editorials on Florida’s SYG law, and aside from the fact that I’d expect nothing less from the mainstream media, I am hugely disturbed that the spirit of the law has been twisted to accommodate terms such as “Make My Day Law,” “License to Kill Law,” “Murder at Will Law,” etc. You get the drift. While these sensationalized word strings speak to one side, it speaks more loudly to the level of disingenuousness some will stoop to to get their point across. More simply put, you don’t have to support gun carry or guy buying or gun anything, but I don’t think most rational adults (focus on the word “rational”Smilie: ;), and I don’t the journalists penning those words, actually believe most other rational adults are just waiting for an opportunity to discharge a round into the torso of the next available foe. I know these writers are just doing their jobs and selling papers, but such a lack of integrity is a disservice to both them and their readers (rational or not).

The unnecessary and inflammatory rhetoric aside, the part of the CNN story that got stuck in my craw was a line in this paragraph:

Stand Your Ground was intended to give people under attack the benefit of the doubt, Baxley said. You no longer needed to retreat first, but the law wasn’t meant to apply to anyone who followed or chased after an attacker. Nor was it an excuse for police to stop fully investigating homicides when there’s a self-defense claim, he added.

You no longer need to retreat first. Why? Why?

I’ve just finished editing a book that’s about to go to press, Armed: The Essential Guide to Concealed Carry, by Bruce Eimer, Ph.D., and while there are dozens of books on the subject of CCW, this is an approach to the subject I’ve never seen before. The book has a wealth of useful information in it, but, in a nutshell, this is the thinking gun owner’s guide to concealed carry. Think about how, when, and what you carry, think through possible scenarios where you might have to use your gun to defend yourself or another, and think about the consequences of every action you take up to and including pulling the trigger. And do all this thinking before you buy your first gun and fifty-round box of ammunition and declare yourself armed. Throughout the book, Eimer emphasizes that you should always, always, try to avoid a situation where you would have to use deadly force. In fact, he says, it’s your responsibility, your obligation, to retreat if at all possible.

Handgun cartridges and bullets

You must think about how, when, where, and why you might use your gun before you even buy your first 50-round box of ammunition.

I agree with Eimer. His is a philosophy I’ve carried with me ever since I became a gun owner. Which makes me question the validity of Florida’s SYG law. It seems that, by negating the obligation to leave a threatening scene when possible, a person’s right to be in a place can supersede the life of another. Does it? If I can–and the operative word here is “can”–escape a place where my life is threatened and no life is loss on either side, good or evil, isn’t that, shouldn’t that be better than a lost life and all the agony and turmoil that both the Martin and Zimmerman families are going through?

Even if this SYG law stands and remains intact after the rigors that will now be the second-degree murder trial of George Zimmerman, I’d suggest that a little common sense might be good for the American public, whether pro- or anti-gun. There will always be those who will make a mistake and misinterpret the intent of a law, any law–and those who will flat-out defy them. And, so, with guns, there will always be a few of the vigilante mindset who unnecessarily take matters of the gun as a means to justice into their own hands, just as there will always be kids with driver’s licenses who will race for pink slips down an almost empty city side street and accidentally kill themselves or the local bar owner just off his shift at 2 a.m. and stopping at the corner for the morning edition that doesn’t yet headline his death. You can’t stop either one, not through background checks, mental evaluations, or lie detector tests. You can not legislate morality, nor can you legislate  away the possibility of people making mistakes, no matter how much good-intentioned “spirit” is behind a law.

We know these things to be true, yet it’s guns that are the pervasively polarizing tool we talk about, write about, fight about, scream about. Do we ever deeply question the deeds of the reckless driver and then demand harsher laws that take cars away. Of course we don’t. Instead, we accept it. “It’s part of life,” we say, “You have to take the bad with the good. Can’t let a few bad apples take cars away from the rest of us.” How come we never say that about guns?

Did George Zimmerman do the wrong thing? It appears a court will decide that. If I hedged a bet, he’s going down. Regardless the outcome, in the aftermath, what I really want to know is this: Will anyone have the balls to say, “It’s part of of life, you have to take the bad with the good”?

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SHOT Show 2012 and Beyond

SHOT show 2012 NSSFIt’s been a couple weeks since I posted, so I thought I’d take a moment to catch everyone up a little before I get back down to business here.

Mid-month, I jetted off to Vegas for the 2012 SHOT Show–Shooting, Hunting, Outdoor Trade Show–our industry trade show hosted by the National Shooting Sports Foundations. It’s an enormous show, one that sets attendance records every year, to the tune this year of some 61,000-plus.

Though this was my eleventh SHOT show, and I’ve missed the last two, I have to say this is the first one I’ve been disappointed in. Usually, there’s more new product than you can shake a shotgun at, but this year, not so much. Oh, sure, there were a couple here and there, but overall, the show was missing some punch. Which kind of leads me to the question that’s been rattling around my brain since the show, and one I want y’all to chew on, and that is, have we tapped out on firearms and ammunition technology?

I’m going to mull that some in the coming months, in part because I did find a couple manufacturers among the masses that are stepping up their games. I spent quite a bit of time talking to Wes Lang at the Caesar Geurini shotgun booth, and was impressed with both the innovations he’s making in his competition over/under shotguns and theFabarm semi-auto shotgun he’s completely redesigned. Then there was the straight-pull bolt gun from Merkel. An old friend and colleague of mine from the NRA who now does the PR for Merkel met up with me in their booth, telling me he had the fastest bolt-action in the world. I rolled my eyes, expressed my doubts, and then he showed me the gun. Let’s just say he wasn’t kidding, and I was duly impressed. More to come on both guns as the months roll by in 2012.

SportDog TEK 1.0 combo GPS and e-collarAs for the rest of this blog, I’ll be returning to the storyline I left off on earlier this month sometime this week, but as we go forward, I’ll also be adding in product and firearms reviews and hot deals I find wandering the Internet. Some products I’ll have tested,  like the superkallafragilistic combo GPS/e-collar from SportDog (pictured here, above) I’m in the middle of putting through its paces (lots more on that to come). Other products I just think are decidedly cool, but either way, I want your input. If you’ve used it, tell me, either by commenting directly on the post, or by sharing the post with your comments on Facebook and Twitter. Spreading the word through these wonderful electronic and social mediums is one of the best ways I know to let our fellow hunters and shooters know what gear and guns are out there that really, truly get the job done.

Gun Digest 2012 Treasuery CDIn the meantime, check out the running series of gun setups on the right side of the blog here, which is my feed from my Hunting Guns Blog on the www.GunDigest.com site. Each month I present a 10-group collection of guns, along with appropriate ammo, optics, and accessory pairings, each compendium dedicated to a specific hunting genre, and with some off-season recreational groupings, such as sporting clays, thrown in. So far I’ve gathered together Youth Deer Rifles (December 2011), and Coyote Guns, which finishes up this week during the last two days of January 2012. Next month comes late-season goose guns, then turkey guns, bear guns, and on and on. By spring, my colleagues and I at Gun Digest should have these 10-gun groups formatted into e-books that will be available–complete with bonus material–on the www.GunDigestStore.com site. They’re great guides for those looking for ways to participate in a new type of hunting, those experienced looking for new and sound product recommendations, and they’ll have a bevy of useful tips everyone from the novice to the expert can use. We’re having a ball getting these collections assembled, and we think you’ll enjoy them, too.

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Top 25 Reasons Why Guns Are Better Than Men

girl with handgun and lingerieSo, I put up a notification on my Facebook page yesterday, letting my cache of followers and subscribers know that the day’s post, “Courting a Browning A-5,” was up. In that notification, I made some off-handed remark about how this was the gun I’d first fallen in love with and why I probably should have stuck with that route instead of dabbling in love that involved men.

The remark, a bit self-deprecating as it was, did not escape the eagle eyes of my good friend and colleague Ron Spomer, who promptly asked if I was going to compile a list of why guns are better than men. I’m always happy to oblige a request from friends I am fond of, and so, Mr. Spomer, here you go. Continue reading

Top 25 Reasons Why Guns Are Better Than Men

  1. The stock of a gun will kiss your cheek and never ask for the affection to be returned. When a man kisses your cheek, you know you’re going to have to give something up.
  2. Some guns can be kept in your pocket, convenient and always at the ready. Can’t say I’ve ever found a man that fits that bill, much as I’d like to.
  3. Guns don’t complain it’s too hot, too wet, too dry, or too cold to get the job done, and you’ll never find them lounging on the couch surrounded by empty Budweiser bottles and Cheeto crumbs.
  4. A gun never whines, “Why are you trying to change me?” when you decide to modify how it performs.
  5. On some level, guns and men are the same. A little cleaning and lubrication, a little food or ammo, and they’re pretty satisfied. But a gun is cheaper to feed and clean, and you never have to worry about your gun getting a beer belly.
  6. Guns have customizable, replacement parts—’nuff said.
  7. Guns don’t care if you’re late, if you look fat in something, or if you haven’t worn mascara in a week.
  8. Guns let you take out your PMS frustrations with them, instead of running and hiding and thinking a bottle of Midol will solve everything.
  9. When a gun discharges, it’s a neat and clean affair, one where no sheets need to be washed.
  10. Guns always smell good.
  11. Guns let a woman be completely in control, never going off before a lady is ready.
  12. When a gun has an ammo feeding problem, it doesn’t take a bottle of Viagra and an hour-long wait to fix it.
  13. A gun never closes the door to the bathroom after you’ve fed it and tells you, “You don’t want to go in there for a while.”
  14. A gun will never fart and hold your head under the covers—and even if one did, its farts would smell like Hoppe’s No. 9.
  15. You can’t ever grip a gun too hard.
  16. Gun in a purseGuns will go shoe shopping with you, accompany you to the hair salon, and stay right by your side while you’re getting your nails done.
  17. When you get tired of a gun, you can sell it and make money.
  18. You can have more than one gun without breaking any laws or making your other guns jealous.
  19. A girl can keep her guns locked in a safe, ready and available for whenever the mood strikes.
  20. A gun will never abandon you for poker night with the guys.
  21. Modern guns come with a 1-800 customer service line and an owner’s manual.
  22. Remington Owner's ManualToday’s guns have warranties, some of them lifetime!
  23. If a gun has a malfunction or safety recall, you get notified and the gun gets fixed for free.
  24. You can shop for a gun at dedicated stores and shows, with tags that say exactly what they are and how much they’re going to cost you. You can also custom order a gun exactly to your specifications!
  25. Finally, I’d have to say I’ve always gotten more bang for my buck with a gun. Not that I’ve ever paid a man for anything, but oh, ohhh, how a man will cost you.

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Courting A Browning A-5

Colt Sauer Rifle

One of the prettiest rifles I've ever seen, a Colt Sauer.

The first dealer at the Northern Virginia guns shows I gravitated to (“Working the Gun Show Circuit,” 1/9/12), had this unbelievable collection of Colt sporting rifles. Manufactured in a joint effort with Sauer for just a dozen years (1973 to 1985, to be exact), the rifles all had gorgeous wood and a raised cheek piece that I loved to press against my face. In fact, they looked a lot like (no surprise here) the Weatherbys my grandfather Evans kept in his gun rack above his desk in Pennsylvania. But it was the bluing on the Colt Sauer rifles that always got to me. No other rifle then or now, at least in my eyes, has ever possessed a bluing job like those guns did. It was deep and colorful, truly blue, but also black-blue, like the extraordinary hair on some extraordinarily beautiful Asian women, and blue-purple and black-green like the melding of all the colors of oil floating on water. To this day the depth of that bluing sticks in my head like a photo, and I’ve never seen another gun, long or short, that carried a bluing job anywhere near as beautiful as those Colt Sauers did. I coveted those rifles, but the dealer had tags on all of them read $1,200 or $1,500. They were well out of my price range. Continue reading

The second dealer I gravitated toward was an elderly gentleman who specialized in Belgian Browning shotguns. He had quite a few, never less than ten or a dozen at any show, and all were in pristine condition. I admired all of the Brownings that man brokered, had done a little reading on Browning’s history, and so when the dealer had an A-5 at one show, it caught my attention.

Belgian Browning A5 shotgun

My first shotgun, a Belgian Browning A-5, was just as pretty and unmarred as this one.

That gun was as unmarred as one could hope. Not a scratch scuffed the surface of the gun’s lovely rectangular receiver or its light scroll engraving, no wear showed at the pull-back bolt or thumb button or trigger tang or trigger guard. Not even the muzzle had any dulling—clearly, this gun had been handled with care and laid in a case, not shoved in and out of a slip. The butt pad, too, was original and still soft and pliable; not a bit of dry rot had begun. The grip of mellow, softly yellow wood was squared at the bottom, and its sweep fit perfectly in my right hand. The fore-arm, sculpted a bit where it rounded in to meet and brace the barrel, seemed to have been designed to lay my thumb against it on one side and grip lightly on the other with my finger tips. That it was a little long in the stock didn’t bother me at all (though I don’t think I knew enough at the time to realize it didn’t really fit at all). I could look straight down its low-profile vented rib to clearly see the brass bead at the end. In short, I was in love. I’d found my first gun. And after two months of waiting and saving—and worrying the gun would disappear from one show to the next—I went home with that 32-inch-barreled, fixed full choke, Belgian Browning A-5.

I shot that gun often the first year I had it. I knew what it was intended for, with that long, tight barrel, and that was waterfowling. Or it least that was supposed to have been its job before steel shot forced out the use of lead. But I found an alternate use for it. Trap seemed to be that gun’s second calling. Oh, I had a little trouble with the rings and light loads sometimes, but once I had the right combination figured out, I mastered that clay bird game quickly. The 32-inch barrel seemed barely to move, as I pushed the muzzle in front of those going-away birds, and the straight line I had over the gun’s famed hump-backed receiver and down the rib to the bead was something trap shooters who spend a lot of money customizing a gun yearn for. I was good for strong runs of targets way back in the handicap lines some nights, and I was still a novice without much of a clue as to what I was doing.

The Browning was more or less retired after I owned it its first year. I’d moved on to skeet, having grown bored with trap, and for this new clay sport, the long, full-choked barrel was sorely disadvantaged. And so it sat in my gun closet, cleaned and polished, for several years. I missed it, for like anything you’ve loved but lost your way with, it had that distinctive and piquant blend of fresh experience and nostalgia. But the truth was, I’d outgrown it.

I took that sweet Browning out one day, a few years ago, looked at its still gleaming metal and wood, took a breath of the Hoppe’s that still remained somewhere in its parts—and then I slipped it back in its case and took it to the local gun store to sell it. I didn’t “need” the gun, hadn’t used it in a long while. I reasoned that cash was better than a gun taking up space in a closet. It wasn’t. I’ve sold a small fraction of the guns I’ve ever owned. That Browning was the first I parted ways with, and the one I regret the most. First loves are like that.

 

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Working The Gun Show Circuit

gun show and riflesI wasn’t doing much of anything terribly productive or significant with my life, at the time I met Mark. I was working on the back end of the construction trade, first as a secretary for a plumbing supply wholesaler, then doing customer service for a cabinet supplier. The Washington, D.C-metro area had been in one of its housing boons, but, in what is now an eerie specter of the housing bust now (though certainly for different reasons then), the market collapsed. The cabinet company I was working for fired me—I knew where all the skeletons were—then bounced my final paycheck and filed for bankruptcy the next day.

I was out of a job, but I was in my mid-twenties, had a boyfriend I was kind of sharing most of my days and nights with, and I quickly found a part-time gig. My small number of bills were mostly paid, and I figured something would come along, so I didn’t even worry about the whole out-of-work thing that much. It was actually kind of a relief after the stress of watching the company I’d work for tank underneath me. Mark had owned and sold a company and was doing some consulting work on the side, so we had a lot of time to just knock around. Weekends, though, were reserved for gun shows.

Northern Virginia has a rotating circuit of gun shows, or at least it did at the time. There was one in Leesburg one weekend, followed by another in Hume, one down past Fredericksburg, and then another someplace else, I forget where. You could catch some of the dealers at all of them, some at only one. They each had slightly different flavors, too; more handguns at one, lots of military memorabilia and often an absence of a lot of firearms at the Hume show. My favorite was the Leesburg show, because it was the one with the most number of recreational and sporting guns.

Browning Hi Power 3-gun engraved set

I've always rather coveted this three-gun set of Browning handguns. Must play the lottery more often ... .

There were always dealers with really, really, nice guns at that show, and I, having at least part of the personality of the crow and liking bright shiny things, appreciated the collections of Browning Hi-Powers laid out on red velvet, or a grouping of pearl-handled Colt Single Action Army’s under a glass case. My personal interests were really leaning toward rifles and shotguns though, and there were two dealers in particular who had my number dialed in.

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