Dear NRA Leadership,I grew up in Oregon, where having guns around was an everyday thing. They were grand-dad's old revolver, a .22, a deer rifle that my sister's husband used, and so on.
These were guns, not cult objects, not playthings for those who had fantasies of being in Seal Team Six, or to defend our nation against the threat of Islam, or Mormons, or Chinese frogmen.
No one in my family needed a military-style weapon.
I know that running the NRA is a lot of fun, having a huge Association jet aircraft probably feels really, really wonderful, but your blind knee-jerk advocacy of every kind of weapon possible has become Loony Tunes. As it happens I am personally acquainted with the woman who had taken her neighbor's daughter down to see their Congress-lady in Tucson, only to be shot herself and to have the young girl be shot, and killed, by a total nut bag. We are a good and caring people, but there will always be mentally ill among us, some of them who aren't just miserable and disabled, but who seek some deranged kind of "fame" or "meaning" by shooting up a lot of other Americans.
Call me old-fashioned, if a person can't shoot a deer, a moose or an elk with six slugs, they need to go back to marksmanship class. The sale and legality of crazy large magazines seems like some kind of fetish, maybe something that someone who thought their penis was too short would buy in compensation.
Is that what this is all about? Are all of your afraid your dicks are too small, so you need to act all macho to compensate for your feeling that your manhood doesn't measure up? Have you considered getting some counseling?
In the meantime, whatever your reasoning is, our nation is fed up with these grotesque "publicity stunts" that leave dozens of innocent people dead and wounded.
Enough.
YOU MUST STOP BLINDLY SUPPORTING WEAPONS.
Yours, with a wish that your plane be grounded, your huge salaries get cut, and that your sense of morality be awakened,
Arthur
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