part Mommy blog, part angry feminist rant. Part food blog, part personal atheist manifesto. My musings as I come to terms with a failed adoption attempt and living in one of the world's most misogynist societies.
I am trying to openly and honestly debate gun control in the US, with a
couple of people on FB. The utter insanity of the tragedy is
another thing altogether, but I keep hearing this "I own a gun for
personal safety" or "for home protection" Seriously people? You live in
AMERICA, most of you in downtown Averageville. How likely is is that you
EVER actually going to need a gun?
Even if you lived in BubbaFuckah West, peopled with "Deliverance" rejects, you REALLY think it's ok to have a gun 'just in case"?
I live in LAE, PAPUA NEW GUINEA,
described by The Lonely Planet as "the most dangerous city in the world
outside a war zone" I have riots and murders in my city, if not in my
fucking street, on a daily basis. I live in a city where we are all
regularly updated as to where we can and can not go. My friend's
children saw a man shot dead in front of them, last Sunday.
Being "hands upped" is a daily factor, yet I drive and shop and eat and play and visit with friends and sleep and conduct my daily life quite well and normally.
And I don't own a gun.
You're worried about home invasion? Do the fuck what I do. Live behind
9ft steel fences and razor wire, with (unarmed but baton-ed) guards on
the gate 24/7 and have your bedroom zone locked away behind a rape gate.
Get a couple of guard dogs.
A gun should NEVER be your first option for "home protection". Get some steel bars on your fucking windows, man.