Am I cold-hearted? Perhaps. Someone has to be.
Let’s be honest. This guy seems to be a bit slow-witted to me, and the fact that his kid happened to have lost the Adam Lanza lottery doesn’t move me at all to allow such people to be the arbiter of what law-abiding citizens can or cannot own for self-defense.
Should his kid’s bad fate be a Wonka ticket to endlessly drone on and on with nothing more to add to the conversation except, “I dropped him off and fifteen minutes later he was dead. Now everyone turn in your guns.”?
I vote no. But, then again, I’m just an a-hole with one vote, while this guy seems to have been handed the power of a thousand votes.
Maybe if I get home-invaded, and my government allotment of self-defense bullets doesn’t do the trick, someone can hold up a portrait of me giving the finger to Mr. Mumblemouth. Will someone do me that solid?