BINGO! That's it....sad. Very sad. That is exactly what it is. Agree all the way around.Y'know something funny? Funny peculiar not haha:
When I found out a bud of mine who had a dinged helmet was convinced by his VA "helper" to get a card -- and had all his guns and edged weapons confiscated when the Goon Squad came and searched his house...
...My reaction was not fear -- it was hurt. I felt violated, somehow. I bought my first gun in the 1950's. I served my country as a volunteer. And in one instant, the satisfaction of having given part of my life and bod to America evaporated into semi-shame.
The 2nd Amendment is a faint shadow of what it was when I was young. You could buy pistols by mail from Popular Mechanics. You could carry a rifle to school. There was a shooting team in school.
Hurt, that's the feeling as well. Then, well, anger I guess. I still have hope the tide will turn hard. That's just the way I'm wired.
Bubba