Friday, January 13, 2006
Guns
Having never actually layed a finger on a firing weapon before moving to Texas, I am now quite unbelievably the owner of a pump action shotgun. It wasn't in the plan but after a few odd visitors to the front door, the realisation that we are waaaaay out in the country and the knowledge that the sherrif is often busy chasing escapee horses, I finally let Patrick take me to one of the local gun shops. Again, who knew.
Guns really are just a part of life here, as is hunting for that matter. It's easy for an outsider to be judgmental but I am coming to understand that the right to bear arms stems from a time not so long ago in Texas when it was a necessity. I can't say I love this aspect of America but I am learning that it's part of the culture.
You can find guns...
...in the outdoors department at Walmart and at flea markets...
...at a gun show where the younger members of society get in free or even in the queue at your local subway.
Guns really are just a part of life here, as is hunting for that matter. It's easy for an outsider to be judgmental but I am coming to understand that the right to bear arms stems from a time not so long ago in Texas when it was a necessity. I can't say I love this aspect of America but I am learning that it's part of the culture.
You can find guns...
...in the outdoors department at Walmart and at flea markets...
...at a gun show where the younger members of society get in free or even in the queue at your local subway.
# posted by petrahpatrick @ 8:44 PM 
