Ubiquitous “Deadly Quiet Conversations”
T.L. Davis opens a post on the very topical subject of gun control titled Deadly Quiet Conversations as follows.
There are conversations taking place all over America. They are not being screamed from the mountain tops, they are being whispered from one end of the nation to the other.
Further into Davis’ post, he expands on that opening statement with this comment.
What they don’t hear is a hue and a cry about it from the average citizen. This is largely their reason for their bold announcements. But in the corners of the nation men are preparing their wives and families for the day they don’t come home. Brothers are making plans to resist on familiar ground. Cops are talking to neighbors and each other. Servicemen and women are talking amongst themselves in lowered tones. Sheriffs and their deputies are talking, making plans and calculations as to when to draw that hard line.
I thought of T.L.‘s post, today, as I went about to the following places.
First, to the hospital, where my Mum was undergoing a partial knee replacement surgery. As I sat in the surgical waiting room, I overhead two different families discussing exactly some of the points Davis alludes to in his essay “Deadly Quiet Conversations.” My sisters and I also spoke amongest ourselves about this subject.
Second, after my Mum was safely out of surgery and in the recovery room, I ventured out to grab some lunch. I went to a small Chinese take-out restaurant which has just three (3) tables. After ordering, I sat down at the one open table, and overhead two gentlemen, regular working men, discussing the exact same subject matter I overheard at the hospital. I injected myself into this conversation by saying, “Gentlemen, I think the time is here for you to withdraw your consent from the government. It is government which is the problem, not guns.” Both men nodded in agreement at my remark, though I must say that their nodding agreement was sadly, if not heartbrokenly, given.
My third stop, after enjoying some fine Chinese food, was a local used bookstore, to search for a collection of Robinson Jeffers’ poetry and a history on the VietNam war. When I descended into the book stores’ cellar, there were a couple of individuals down there who were also searching through the used history books. These individuals were also discussing the governments current meddling in the inalienable right of individuals, not just Americans, to own guns, and I must report that these individuals, also, were quite concerned with recent developments.
I think the ubiquity of these conversations is a positive development in America. Let us hope and pray that these conversations are not taking place too late in the game, and that the conversations are not simply talk, but are supported with resolve.
Link to T.L. Davis piece via WRSA.
Met with a wealthy repeat client this morning, about the design for their new home, at her business office. They’re all gun people there.
You can tell it in the parking lot, all trucks and heavy SUV’s, with antenna’s, winches, gun stickers, huntin’ dog plates, etc.
I walked in the office this morning and there was a pow-wow under way with the owners brother ***** doing the main yappin.
He’s a part time gunsmith and specializes in customizing AR’s, etc.
“If them motherfuckers come on my land they’re all dead, and I ain’t fuckin around!”, ***** said.
I walked in, heard the shit, stopped in my tracks and said, “I wanna party with that dood!” and everybody broke up laughing.
I told *****, “With the stroke of a pen about 1/2 my guns are illegal, ain’t that something?”
“Yeah, I know, what are they gonna do come around and confiscate all our guns or what?”
****, another guy that worked there, reached at his belt and yanked out is 1911, racked a shell out on the floor and said, “Now I’m legal according to that fuckin n——-.”, (7+1)
About that time ***, the owner, came out of her office and greeted me and chased everyone out and we got down to business. She had her grocery list of ideas for the new home and her husbands ideas were also in the package which consisted of a lot of website printouts. Some of the printouts addressed their *safe room* which will be in the basement and they have chosen a $7,000 solid steel entry door like what you see on a bank vault, and some rotary racks that will hold 24 rifles each. Yes, it will be a large safe room and the walls, floor and ceiling will be solid 8” thick heavily reinforced concrete.
I did a similar arrangement for some folks in Birmingham, AL last year.
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