03-14-2006, 05:46 PM
Occhidiangela,Mar 14 2006, 08:56 AM Wrote:Do you understand the icnonic place rebellion has in this culture?
Occhi
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Occhi... It has been my experience in dealing with people from other nations that they don't understand the value of rebelion in our culture, or the need to cling tightly to those tools of rebelion.
Americans have a deeply rooted sense of defiance. Our guns are one of many outward displays of our inner feelings. We are indoctrinated, er, well, the new generations might not be, but us older generations, we were indoctrinated practically from birth that patriotism and firearms go hand in hand, and you can not have one with out the other. It is every good citizen's duty to be proficient in firearms. Fathers taught their boys to shoot. How to hunt and fish. How to be "American" and filled little minds with visions of Daniel Boone and Davy Crocket. Of Paul Revere and his midnight ride. All these things. Indoctrinated with the romance and patriotism, the American Spirit that a gun represents.
And with the collapse of the family structure, and the lack of fathers, and full families, the rise of single mothers and fathers, broken homes, these values, these indoctrinations are lacking. Failing. Instead of the romance, and history, kids are learning about guns from the crack dealer down the street. All of the wrong lessons about guns are being taught. It sickens me.
My Goddaughter is getting it. From me, and her grandfather. She started preschool... And with it, arms training. She is quite good with a 22 revolver. She knows how to pull the gun apart, clean it, proper safety, where to point it, where not to point it, how to load it, and more importantly, how to shoot. And she is a damn good shot. She can't hit bullseyes yet, but she no longer misses the tree or the paper any more. She aint gunshy.
Infact, the little scamp says she doesn't like her little popgun any more... She wants one of my big revolvers. :wacko: Or one of grampa's pistols. (He likes clip fed pistols... He's a bit of a flake.)
Some day soon I am going to let her fire one of my 357s. I'll hold it with her and protect her from recoil. As soon as she can hold up one of them and hold it steady, she'll be a big enough girl to fire them all by her self.
I am gushing with pride right now. What a strange feeling. And I am feeling oddly patriotic. :)
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."