They'll Never Take Me Alive!

I’m done, I’m done, I’m done.  I’m just so tired of the bullshit.  I live in a Class III State.  It’s entirely legal to own hand grenade and full automatic assault rifles with silencers with the proper paper work, but everybody wants to act so shocked and saddened and surprised when there’s a shooting spree.

The initial reaction was because it happened in Aurora and all the coded language around it being the Black movie theatre.  KISS MY NATURAL BLACK ASS and miss me with that.  Columbine and the Gramby bulldozer rampage aren’t ever connected to race so fuck you, you racist fucks.  Because of Columbine you’ve got the hand wringers coming out and shouting Colorado isn’t a violent state.  Three weeks before this there was a shooting at Jazz in the Park, that ended with a Latina Police woman getting her head blown off.  

I’ve been shooting since I was a child.  I could shoot ACCURATELY before the training wheels came off of my bike.  I own the guns that my father, aunt and uncle passed along to me after they died.  I’m just tired of guns being considered a right and heath care a privilege.  Especially when there’s a 3 month year old child at University Hospital there as a result of a gun shot wound, then all their parents wanted to do was get out the house and have a good time.

I’m tired of having to oblige paranoid lunatics.  Fuck you and your misplaced feeings of gun ownership.  You want to carry just in case “THE GOVERNMENT” ever needs to be forcefully overthrown.  If you really believe that please stop drinking my fluoridated water and go die of thirst, you delusional fucks.  I can understand people that like to shoot as a hobby, collect guns or even hunt.  I can’t fucking understand protecting the right to buy a gun, easier then you can buy a car and protecting your guns more then you protect your neighbors child.

I wanted to come home, talk about how awesome the movie was, Nolan’s mind fuckery, the Truth bomb and how the only reason I like DC movies is that I don’t have to wait till the end of the credits… but none of that shit matters any more.