The meme above is not meant to be taken seriously. It, written with obvious sarcasm, was created to prove a point.
Nearly every day I read a comment on the news, social media or on various blogs written by someone who believes that guns should be banned. That no one should be allowed to own one; not as a concealed carry or in their own home. That, without them, the world would be such a better and safer place to live. I somewhat understand their viewpoint.
I for one, would love to take a midnight stroll and feel perfectly safe, knowing that there was not a single person alive who walks around with evil intentions. I’d love to sleep in the comfort of my bed without hearing gunshots down the street. I’d love for my son to be able to go to school without the risk of a shooter entering the building. What a great world that would be!
So, I understand why they make these arguments…to a point.
What I don’t understand and often question is; what kind of life experiences have they had, that have caused them to feel this way? When I read comments from those who are adamantly against the ownership of firearms I always wonder, “Have they ever faced a threatening situation? Have they ever had to call the police for help?”
I don’t know their answer, but I know mine. There have been a few times in my life when I’ve had to call the police for help. From stalkers, to people trying to kick in my front door, to an ex who wanted to kill me.
He wanted my dead…
He, my ex, tried as hard as he could to get through my door. All he wanted was to see me dead, or at the very least, seriously hurt. Immediately, when he first knocked on my door I called 911. My ex was yelling through the door, banging, kicking on it, trying to get in. The dispatchers could clearly hear all of the commotion through the telephone line. There was no denying how serious the situation was and how much danger I was in. Even so, when did the police show up? Nearly 30 minutes later.
Thankfully, my ex wasn’t able to get through the door. But, had he? I probably wouldn’t be here today.
Tried to kick my door down…
Fast forward to a few years later…Late one night, while I was home alone, someone came to the door. I was quickly made aware of their presence when they started repeatedly kicking my front door with great force. Again, I called 911. The person finally gave up, I assume, because the kicking eventually stopped. I paced the house and waited…and waited. Finally, more than an hour later the police arrived.
Hiding, waiting to pounce…
A few months ago, during the day, I was at home working. There was a knock on my front door. We have outdoor cameras, so if someone is standing in front of the door I should be able to see them on the surveillance monitor. I looked. There was no one. Oddly, although there was no one visible on the monitor, no one walked away from the door either. The person had to still be there. So, very quietly I peeked out the far corner of the blinds to where I could get a clear view of the front door. Still no one. Puzzled, I put my face even closer to the window. That’s when I saw him. A man was snug as could be, standing against the door. The only visible part of him was the back of his hoodie.
Had I opened the door, he would have been inside. The only thing between him and the inside of my house was the 3 inch door that he was practically glued to. Had he succeeded into deceiving me and I opened the door, there would have been no time to call the police, and certainly no time to wait for them to arrive.
What needs to be controlled? People or guns?
It’s not just me in my home. I have a family to consider. Although, I understand that in a perfect world we shouldn’t need guns to protect ourselves, I can also admit that this is not a perfect world. There are bad people out there who do want to harm others. Those people will always find a way to get a firearm, whether guns are legal or not. The only way to prevent that, is to destroy every single gun in the world.
Then, if they don’t have a gun, they’ll just use something else. Evil people are just plain evil. They don’t need a gun to commit crimes or to fulfill their sick desires. They’ll use whatever they need to. It’s not the guns that need to be controlled. It’s the people.
When the people overcome their evil desires and no longer want to harm others, then perhaps I’ll consider giving up my firearm. Until then, I’m going to do all that I can to protect me and my family. I’m certainly not going to pace around for an hour and hope for the best, while waiting for the police to show up.
My own life experiences are what formed my opinion on this matter. Now I’m curious, what personal life experiences have caused you to feel the way you do?
(Note: This is not an attack on anyone. Rather, it is meant to be a conversation. A conversation about different perspectives and the roads that have led each of us to where we are. It is commonly said, “Have an open mind.” But, how can we do that and understand where others are coming from, if we refuse to see beyond our own opinions?)
Daily Post Prompt – Perplexed