I ordered 3 “Kalashnikitty” T-shirts last year and wore mine today at work. One of my extended work group peers saw it and asked me if I was a gun owner.
I said “Oh yes, I’m actually what some would call a gun nut extremist.”
We then conversed for the next 45 minutes(while seated) about AR platforms, Top shot, Bob Munden, ammo prices, CCW, Nossler vs. Hornaday, chain guns, ballistic coefficients, bullet drop, varmint guns, the Civil War, the 1968 GCA, the 1934 NFA, suppressors, and reloading recipes. After we both determined that we should probably “get back to work,” we spent another 15 minutes talking guns while standing.
I barely know the guy, and he barely knows me. We work in adjacent labs but that’s about it.
At the time, I was just happy to be paid for talking firearms at work when I should have been…uh…working.
But on the drive home, I realized that we had talked about guns for a full hour while never mentioning the NRA, the Brady Bunch, the CSGV, MAIG, VPC or anything even remotely related to any of that crap or whatever and that.
We engage the crusty douche-nozzles for entertainment purposes. Yeah ,we gotta hold a torch to SCOTUS and BATFE nominees, but little shit like HuffPo and Twitter are explored for a cheap laugh.
We walk the halls of congress while they try to get their twitter feed re-instated.
We fight everywhere; at every turn, at every opportunity.
They throw the golden ring they think they have at every wall they encounter in the hopes that we will not counter attack with the truth.
As long as we are who we are, they CAN NOT win.