Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Also, that First Amendment (Rated R for Language and Poetry)


An interesting thing happened this week: some snowflakes got offended by the fact that some people I know and I have been discussing various aspects of firearms in the bar we frequently occasion or occasionally frequent.  These people I know got very concerned about that.  We were referred to as “the gun guys in the back” by some of these snowflakes.  For some reason that really bothered the people I hang-out with at this bar.  I’m not sure, but I think it has to do with a privacy issue for them.  I suspect it is the same reason they will carry a handgun concealed, but never openly carry one.  I suppose that is a fair perspective, though different from mine.

Here’s the problem: I’m not giving up my First Amendment Rights any sooner than I’m giving up my Second Amendment Rights.  The snowflakes are offended by the very existence of firearms, and they abhor us brutish rednecks who own, shoot and—God forbid—talk about guns.  To which I respond: melt the snowflakes!  Nobody has a right to not be offended, and I have a God-given right to be offensive.  If my topic of conversation offends you…leave.  But, just like you can take my gun when you pry it from my cold dead hands, you will shut me up when you put a bullet in my throat.  But, if you’re going to try, you better be better than me.  The only scumbags I hate worse than the gun grabbers trying to destroy the Second Amendment, are the Politically Correct Thought Police trying to destroy the First Amendment.  I will not be silenced, censored or shut-up for having opinions that pansy-ass snowflakes find too offensive to tolerate in their safe-space little bubbles.  For their bubbles I have just one solution: “Pop!”

The Left wants to shut us up.  The coastal snowflakes cannot handle dissent.  By worrying about whether or not you offend some weak-willed, half-developed, pansy-assed, safe-space dweller, you buy-in to their bullshit.  You buy-in to their concept that they have some right to not be offended by your words.  Here’s my words: fuck them; I have lots of guns, I like shooting them, I like learning about them, I like sharing knowledge about shooting them with other people who like shooting guns and learning about them…and I’m not going to stop exercising my Freedom of Speech about them…BECAUSE I have the Right to Bear Arms!  You want to shut me up?  You better not be a snowflake living in a safe-space, My Little Pony!  You want to shut me up, you better come prepared to do it by force.  And I know no snowflake with the capacity, capability, caliber, courage, commitment, spirit or stones to stand-up, step-up and shut me up by shooting—not shouting—me down.  But if I am mistaken, then I do humbly invite so valiant a courtier to, by pistols, try, at dawn, or rapiers by dusk, or gallantly adding to lore, as in days of yore, by moonlight past twilight with hammers of war!  Your choice, good sir!

            For defending the Freedom of Speech with a sword, the French Poet-cum-English Philosopher Voltaire was banished from France.  He famously founded the freedom of expression thusly: “Though I disagree with what you say, I will defend to the death your right to say it.”  Our First Amendment is based on Voltaire’s conviction that the free expression and free exchange of ideas, uncensored by the state or by popular opinion, is the cornerstone to a free society.  Our Second Amendment was designed to guarantee it.  As Wyatt said, “Which one of you brave men is gonna take it from me?”

With Humble Deference to Voltaire,
Sincerely,
Soule
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