coelacanth wrote:
Semiautomatic weapons have been around for centuries. Try banning the cars that cause drunk driving. If that works, go for the guns.
IMHO: Banning cars could make sense; it would cut down on traffic, the need for super-highways, and dependence on foreign fuel. How about banning Big Pharma and Big Medical? They kill people. But that won't happen, people all want cars, and actually most need at least one in this day and age because they all elect to work on one side of town and reside on the other (of course their cars have to have every distraction known to man built into them to aid in killing people); people are told about four times per hour on TV and Radio that they may be sick and need some miracle medicine or the advise of a doctor, and they now believe they need these things in order to survive when of course they don't.
Maybe we should just ban "Marketing Experts" who make people want things they don't need (those things you used once or twice that are stored in your garage, closet or attic) and be done with it -- clean house, get rid of career politicians and lawyers, reduce the size of the government immensely, and go back to actually thinking for ourselves and living a nice, quiet and peaceful life in our Limited Capitalistic Constitutional Republic of the USA; maybe even speaking to neighbors and helping them once in a while even when it isn't during some natural disaster. I can remember when it was like this, and it wasn't all that bad!
I could play without supervision as long as I got home before dark and we didn't bother to lock the house or car (good lord, now that I think of it, how did I manage to survive without OSHA, or UNIONS, or GUN FREE ZONES, or lockdowns at school, or seventeen or so medical specialists to assist my family doctor for every different cut or scratch or broken bone?) I even ate some dirt, got bit by big red ants, swam in ponds yellow with bovine urine, drank water out of a garden hose, peed on trees, crapped in the creek, etc. I didn't worry about politics, or perverts, or what color your skin was, and I could even tell the difference between a boy and a girl without assistance from a school teacher. How in the Hell did I make it to my ripe old age? Amazing, simply amazing! I had plenty to do and plenty of fun.
I feel sorry for children these days with their multitude of stresses; no wonder they take drugs, crack up, shoot up schools, riot, and terrorize people; that's about the only way they can get any attention.