Las Vegas, October 1st

I'm not going to go into a full-blown "analysis" (read: Monday morning quarterbacking, since I'm not anywhere close to being a law enforcement officer, much less a Las Vegas or Nevada law enforcement officer) of the events of October 1st, but here's my 2 cents on it:

Yes, you have a right to own a gun. And even use it, either for self-defense, hunting or other legitimate uses. That's not what the maniac who shot up Vegas did. He brought 23 - I repeat, 23 - pieces to the Mandalay Bay with the express purpose of killing as many people as possible, and he apparently had about 19 more that he left at home. If anyone is going to make any sort of an argument legitimizing his ownership of enough firepower to give an entire infantry platoon pause, I only have one thing to say to you: you're fucking delusional.

60 people got turned from human beings into non-breathing inanimate objects by only one of those guns. Care to guess how many more he could've killed if he only had more time on his hands before he offed himself?

This is not about your right to keep and bear arms. This is about badly needed, sane limitations on having enough damn guns to storm Normandy all over again all by your lonesome self, and whether or not any politician will bother to listen to any reasonable effort to stop this from happening all over again.

Because it will.

And I'm starting to get so revolted by it that my instinct for just packing up and leaving the country before it kills itself dead is starting to kick in with a vengeance.