Posts Tagged ‘NRA’

Did Paddock get help?

Full weight o’ law Second to none:

‘Shoot till hands drop, boy.’


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N-R-A stuck in

the throat serve as shears of fate

For the Bald Eagle’s greed.


(Note: This year alone 11,600 American citizens died from gun violence. One in eight of citizens are in need of some sort of psychiatric support. New Health Care shall put many more out of its medical care cover-b )

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Loaded gun, a toy:

Ah, when rancor draws a bead

Nothing but hate stands.



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Right to own a gun

Is not foolproof: N-R-A

peddle while psychos diddle.





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Here is Associated Press News of Dec.21, 2012
The National Rifle Association broke its silence on last week’s shooting rampage at a Connecticut elementary school that left 26 children and staff dead.
“The only thing that stops a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun,” the group’s top lobbyist, Wayne LaPierre, said at a Washington news conference.
LaPierre said “the next Adam Lanza,” the man responsible for last week’s mayhem, is planning an attack on another school.
“How many more copycats are waiting in the wings for their moment of fame from a national media machine that rewards them with wall-to-wall attention and a sense of identity that they crave, while provoking others to try to make their mark,” LaPierre said. “A dozen more killers, a hundred more? How can we possibly even guess how many, given our nation’s refusal to create an active national database of the mentally ill?”
He blamed video games, movies and music videos for exposing children to a violent culture day in and day out. “In a race to the bottom, many conglomerates compete with one another to shock, violate, and offend every standard of civilized society, by bringing an even more toxic mix of reckless behavior and criminal cruelty right into our homes,” LaPierre said.”
Wayne La Pierre equates bad guys versus good guys. Bad guys, copy cats and so on. These are bogeys raised by the spokesman for obvious reasons. NRA has to show profits,- and megaprofits at that. He has to come up with a better reason than the one he gave at the Washington News. Considering the official figures are out regarding high percentage of mental health cases in 2011 alone would necessitate a sane and humane approach. There were 45 million people suffering under mental health issues last year. 20 percent of 300 million are in the shadowy world of mental illness. Here in this murky world the borderline between good and bad guys disappears. Why it must be so? It makes least sense to one who is going apart under the threat of redundancy. It is foreseeable he might use a rifle since it is sold like candies from many gun stores.
What drives him to violence?
First the society has deprived him of his economic prospects and then his entire family also will be as vulnerable as he is. Their ability to fight circumstances has been taken away from them. If their desperation turns their hand against themselves and others on the spur of a moment what the society has done to safeguard them? One need not be a seer to foresee consequences of man let go from self-esteem to the abyss. If Mr. La Pierre cannot imagine the mental state of an individual faced with such fate not of his making, it is solely because profits of gun sale has made him obtuse. it is easier to skew up logic and still make it seem rational. This is what Mr. Wayne Lapierre, the NRA spokesman is indulging at the moment. I shall leave other reasons he cited, violent video games, movies etc.,alone. It is for NRA to help the nation in a quandry. NRA can self-regulate the sale of rifles in such manner they further contribute meaningfully for the overall well-being of the society. They can help the government to frame good laws instead pumping part of the profits to keep the gun lobby fattened and do their bidding.

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The time I was in the Constellation CTA579 I had a strange encounter with a cat. I remember it all too clearly. It was a morning and I was in the doghouse counting my blessings having nothing to do. I heard strange sounds. Someone was catfooting around and I sneezed. I knew the cat’s fur was flying around. Being left to yourself in doghouse most of the time you know these things by sixth sense. I was grounded because I took a liking for the postman’s calf the evening before. My master thought a dog that missed a burglar at the job was bad; but to mistake a postman for a bone was worse. Oh I am digressing.

The cat seeing me hollered,’Be prepared for the Armageddon! right now.’ He had an assault rifle and he was positively grinning. The Cheshire cat could not have done better. Seeing my bored look froze him. He waved his AR-15 to say he had everything under control. He just said ‘Hi Kiddo!’

It made me see red. Imagine being insulted by a cat! He was not even a ginger cat; nor did have boots. I merely said “I am Fido!’ There fell a painful silence. The cat was feeling nervous looking sillier by the minute. Whereas being grounded I thought it was left to the cat to make the first move. No way. The cat was shaking all over and had no nerve to twitch even a muscle. Meanwhile a parrot circled above us and said, ‘ Let me sort out this stand-off.”
I showed some misgivings. ‘Trust me, I know how to solve this. I have represented the UN many times over, negotiating. Consensus and all that.’

So I said,’ this cat has some problem. He has his barbie doll and he has been customizing it since he bought it. ‘ That was a mistake. Mr. TriPolly from Libya knew all about assault rifles and he was in a rapid fire patter telling about the rifle, now almost slipping from the cat’s paw. I heard him  say  it was the civilian version of the military’s M-16 and M-4, a logical choice for anyone whose goal was to kill a lot of people in a short time because of their ability to rapidly fire multiple high-velocity rounds.’

I was catching on fast and I asked,’ how many rounds?’

TriPolly piped,’ It has high-capacity magazines, which feed 20 or 30 rounds at a fast pace.’ He said,’pity it is likely to jam.’

I nudged the cat to ask, ‘Did you hear that, catgut?’


The cat was now very maudlin. The rifle dropped out of his paw by its own weight. I took it and passed to him, asking him to hold steady. The cat took up,’ but I was told it is very therapeutic. Whole day I could change stocks, put lasers on my barbie dolls,  put locks on them,”As the cat went on narrating it the color was coming back to his eyes.  “It’s just endless. It’s like building a custom car. You can just accessorize it to your own personal taste.” He went into a nervous giggle and said, ‘Aha, see my doll, pink, chrome-plated AR-15. Isn’t she a beaut?’

“It’s blinged out pretty good.”I said. ‘I will tell you what I will do.’ I was for burying it as if it were a bone.’

The cat was horrified! “what I will do with time hanging on my hands? It is worse than death. It is an assault into my personal liberty!’

I said, ‘improve your mind, learn to think straight, Catgut, even playing with a ball of wool would be better.’

TriPolly was sure the cat could learn some facts. Learning to count was one way of sharpening his brain,he said, ‘In this constellation we had 300 million by census of the year of Independence. We have had ten years since then. Liberty to do as we please. We kill thirty million per year.  We have not seen any births since our women are free not to disfigure their bodies. What should be our population this year?

While the cat was wresting with the mental maths I whispered to TriPolly, ‘How come we have still  a population of 10 million not counting the number children?’

The bird shot back. ‘We live in a bad neighborhood. South of the border. You know what I mean?’ When I looked around the cat was already moving away unable to keep his gray matter together for long. Poor  Catgut! liberty was killing him inside. ‘Leave the moron to his liberty!’


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Here is a letter I received the other day. ‘Our generation is the visual generation. Earlier if you were hard up you asked. The girl said yes or no. Then it was only a question, back of the car or on the roof? Drive of testatrone( sic) one could arrange by the drive-in cinema. I missed Chitty-chitty Bang Bang!’I was watching the sophomores who were making out in the open. I seen them do it between rows of library shelves and under the kitchen table and in the bushes. Oh yes, in the bushes. How could I have missed that? I have my camera with telsescopic lense aimed there.’ Peeping Tom.
As soon as I found this note I instinctively pulled the curtains and arranged my thoughts. What with so many Dark Knights, all visually gunning for others one need even be careful how one thinks.
You see the social media sites and YouTube,- everybody is dumping his or her sorry mess,- and it is visual junk,- you know art has descended to the street level,and to the sewer level. Here we have no art, no controls no second thoughts but pure animal drive to be seen come what may. I even felt some sympathy for Peeping Tom, the antediluvian jerk who might have seen dogs do it and canine captivus watching with glee got him forever hooked. In the gene pool this genetic marker ,a prurient interest seems to have, over the eons of time, become so pervasive it is no longer a taboo but the mark of being in with the trend.
Nowadays sexting is how the visual generation connects.
Sexting is the practice of sending explicit words or pictures via text messaging. As handheld mobile devices have become more common, teens have increasingly used them for sexting, but exact numbers are hard to pin down. A study of private-school students in the U.S. Southwest found that nearly 20 percent of high-school students had ever sent an explicit image via their cellphone. Twice as many had received an explicit photo via cellphone.
In 2009, a Pew Internet and American Life survey pegged the number of sexting teens at about 15 percent (though only 4 percent had sent photos themselves). In 2011, a national study of 10- to 18-year-olds found that only about 1 percent of this age group created their own sexually explicit images.
Teenagers overwhelmingly say they’re irritated when asked to “sext” nude pictures of themselves to other teens, but nearly 30 percent have done so anyway. How progressive are we?
The adolescents are still in terms of brain circuitry just coming to terms with the real world. The Colorado shooter could not sort out the real and the make believe world. What sort of world was his home, anyway? I wonder if his parents were merely keeping up appearances and he was yet to get some grounding as to what was real.
Some visual generation! They have looked at them all but have they seen for what they are? I wonder.(Ack: LiveScience.com July 2,’12)
Tail Spin: Don’t blame NRA but the special interest groups and your Congressmen who are gun dealers on commission basis. Progress is not merely riding the tailwind of technology but also to say No to what is not in the best interests of the next generation.

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