Reply #169: karl marx used no gun

[sweetheart]

brain cells are far more powerful in our internet age. Force wins in 1 playground,
goodwill and moral high ground wins globally, and from that place with every person's life,
the assault of intelligence is more pervasive.

I don't hang out in places with violence, where i would need a gun at all,
though i am years proficient with edged weapons, i find it most challenging
to dice an onion perfectly to cubes without getting it in my eyes. ;-)

If we can't take violence in to plowshares ourselves entirely that our every
act be one of peace, when what business have we calling out just wars in the
name of a peace that nobody respects. Then we war outside, bully inside and
never it stops, the repression game, they're either trying to screw you, or
they expect to be screwed, its the new darwinian culture, to be shot or be the
shooter, with us or against us.

Its all that i wish turned in to plowshares, and guns are cool, i have no issue
with the second amendment.

I remember when i got turned off to guns. Some friends and I from Texas A&M university
way back when, went bird hunting around kingsville texas. This consisted of packing
a car with guns and driving around to loads of places and shooting birds, some far away
with scopes, blowing the heads off, then shooting at signs, and generally treating the
outdoors as a target range. It was fun for about 1 hour. Then i realized i could kill
any animal at a few hundred meters with the right scope and rifle, without combat,
except in the violence of my trigger finger. And i realized the violence was the
spark in my mind and heart that would pull that trigger, did pull it, to kill a peaceful
bird in the middle of a lake... without even a dog to fetch it back. I had bad dreams
about all the dead birds we killed unnecessarily, but it was a few beers and good old boys.

Then i met those same folks back in texas a&m university's racist military academy, and
really sussed out that i was in the wrong university, learning the wrong things, and i
left that place, they can keep their guns, if they shoot me, then c'est la vie, but i'm
done with such a boring trade. I respect people who like to shoot guns, and who believe
they could not survive without one, but i'm not a person like that, i just walk away
from gun people without looking back anymore... i sinned against my soul and i learned,
death dealing is somebody else's business this lifetime.