Confession

I have a confession to make.  Like a lot of bloggers out there, I have taken my shots at Moms demand action for gun safety, the Brady Campaign, the Violence Policy Center, etc.  Now, Shannon Watts may just be exactly who she says she is, or she may be cynically using the Newtown massacre as an excuse to dance in the blood of innocents.  I don't know, and I could care less.  That is between her and her God.  But many of the women who go around, make calls, and generally make nuisances of themselves are actually scared.  They are scared of Ebola, they are scared of rising health costs, they are scared of global warming, they are scared.  They have listened to the media, have bought the Koolaid (reference Jim Jones), and done the "right things" by those lights.

To make matters worse, many of them are single, the men in their lives have not been acting very manly.  They are alone, raising children, don't have enough money to do what the media leads them to believe they should.  They just want it to go right somehow.  All these problems but no real solution.  Then along comes Shannon Watts, telling them they can do something! She points them at the wrong target, and off they go.

In point of fact, this is true of most anti gunners.  At the top of the heap you have a vile evil person who wants to ban guns in hopes he can ultimately control you and your lives.  But the foot soldiers are true believers who have been pointed at the wrong target.  Some of those true believers can be awakened with discussions of principle, of statistics, of the numbers of guns already in circulation, the ease of smuggling replacements across the border, or what have you. Most, unfortunately can not.  I would laugh if it wasn't so damn serious.

Instead, I think I will pray for these people.  For it all is really in his hands.