I don’t like to talk about politics too much on our blog, because frankly I need more positivity in my life, and these days it is really difficult to find anything whatsoever in politics that gives me cause for optimism. Still, I am a historian, and I can’t help but think that we are currently experiencing one of those watershed Presidential elections, like the election of 1860 or the election of 1932 or the election of 1968, in which those of us who experience it will talk about in terms of what things were like before, and what they were like after.
In my life I have spent a fair amount of time around firearms of one type or another. I have learned how to safely handle them from a fairly young age, and won my first shooting trophy when I was nine. I still own several. I have hunted deer and done various kinds of target shooting. I am not a “gun nut” in that I have fetishized my firearms the way so many American men have. I do not feel the need to carry everywhere, and I would never, ever call one of my firearms a “toy”. I think I have a healthy amount of fear and respect for firearms in general. And that is why when I see stories like this I am just astounded. And angry.