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What Happens When Only Celebrities Have Weapons?

by Mike Straw

Ask O. J. Simpson’s battered wife Nicole, or Robert Blake’s abused wife Bonnie, or Jayson Williams’ naïve chauffeur. Jennifer O’Neill, who purports to support the Bill of Rights, negligently discharged her illegal pistol into her own stomach, then idiotically blamed the firearm, a mere inanimate object, for “just going off. Her lawyer’s successful defense was that famous actresses have a right to possess illegal firearms -but not you. Corrupt social fascist Democrat New York Congressman Biaggi irately insisted that, like every other “police” state, only mercenary proxy-guardian “police” officers should have firearms. Biaggi embarrassingly then had to surrender two pistols after his felony conviction in the Wedtech scandal. Influential social fascist Washington Post columnist and extremist victim disarmament advocate Carl Rowan barely avoided conviction for possessing an unregistered pistol in Washington D. C. -and for using it on June fourteenth 1988 to illegally shoot an unarmed eighteen-year-old trespasser with a “warning shot. Of course, he got away with it, defiantly publicly asserting he’d always be armed -illegal ornot! His written stand about your legal possession?We must reverse this psychology. We [evil social fascists] can do it by passing a[nother immoral malum prohibitum] law that says any [honest unorganized Militia member] found in possession of a [legal defensive firearm] except a [slave of the state] goes to jail -period!” What you mean “we,” paleface. Barbara Graham -who’s also been known under the aliases of Lipscomb and Martin -a "Million" Mother Myth member, was convicted in federal superior court on charges of assault with intent to kill while armed, aggravated assault while armed, mayhem while armed, three counts of possession of a firearm during the commission of a crime of violence and other firearm-related charges after repeatedly illegally shooting an innocent twenty-two-year-old man, Kikko Smith, who was left paralyzed from the waist down. A real sweetheart. A role model for evil social fascists everywhere. Sarah Brady would be proud. Among the four illegal firearms mercenary proxy-guardian “police” confiscated were a nine-millimeter pistol, a thirty-eight-caliber revolver, and an inaccurate TEC-9 “gangsta” sub-machinegun. The aptly-named president of the “Million” Mother Myth, Bernadette Trowell, impudently came to court to demonstrate her loyalty. Us girls gotta stick together! Oh, by the way, she illegally shot the wrong guy. “For The Children. Obviously, the lesson all us “little people” are supposed to get is that only the Rich and Famous have rights - not us. Just like it says in the Constitution. The so-called “assault”- style legal defensive weapons ban, another capricious and arbitrary piece of excrement compiled by a gang of ignorant political rabble, indiscriminately limited the number of cartridges in a legal defensive weapon to ten, but in shootings of mercenary proxy-guardian “police,” most were killed by less than four bullets. That’s less than the smallest revolver will hold! Doctor of Philosophy Arthur Robinson, writing in “Access to Energy,” July 1994, said, "Most of America's [legal defensive] ‘assault’ [style] rifles are in the attics, basements, and closets of patriotic Americans who never fire them and to whom war against their own ‘government’ would be an unthinkable nightmare. The problem is that millions of such [legal defensive] weapons are now being stored in the homes of ordinary Americans, especially in the Western united States. [Legal defensive] ‘assault’ [style] rifles have a military appearance and contribute in a subtle, psychological way to growing resistance to [tyrannical] ‘government’ oppression. Most farmers, ranchers, and loggers who see their lives and families entirely [illegally] destroyed by Babbitt and retainers will never fire a shot. The existence of these [legal defensive] weapons, however, makes resistance, even legal resistance, more thinkable to these [innocent] victims [of illegal ‘government’ aggression]. The [arrogant social fascist] bureaucrats and politicians do not fear [illegally offensively-armed] criminals or armed political zealots so much as they fear peaceful Americans who will probably never use their [legal defensive] ‘assault’[-style] rifles -but whose mental toughness may be enhanced by possession of military[-appearing] weapons. The [extremist victim disarmers] are not deterred by the facts about [legal defensive firearms] and crime, because their primary fear is not of criminals. They fear ordinary Americans whose lives and freedom their policies are [illegally] destroying. In this [reasonable] fear and in their world, they are on target." Read the well-reasoned and practical “Invisible Resistance to Tyranny,” by Jefferson Mack, available from Paladin Press. Arrogant social fascists are exactly like the “Eddie Haskell” character on the “Leave It To Beaver” show,” who consistently ignorantly mouthed off to his peers an a feeble attempt to coerce them into reverence while simultaneously groveling, mealy-mouthed, kissing up to every adult who crossed his path. Why would an honest man, like Medal of Honor recipient Vernon Baker, want a legal defensive “assault”-style firearm, ostensibly for a “legitimate” purpose, like hunting? If that man had ever seen military service, he learned from boot camp that his “assault” weapon would be the single tool with the ability to immediately save his life. Department of Justice statistics reveal that military veterans, having been taught discipline, are less likely to commit crimes, especially with legal defensive firearms. The creed by Major General William Rupertus, written following the successful Japanese assault on Pearl Harbor, he was ordered to memorize goes:
“This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My rifle, without me, is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will... My rifle and myself know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit... My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my rifle clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will... Before God, I swear this creed. My rifle and myself are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life. So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace!”
He slept with it, marched with it, probably did a little exercise with it, and if he got as far as combat, the sweat of fear was marinated into it. If he survived combat, he knew it was that solitary tool that provided the ability to do so, and a lifelong relationship with it was cemented. He’d never in his life feel so secure as when that proven “assault” weapon was cradled in his two capable hands. He could pick it out of a pile of others, disassemble and reassemble it in the dark - probably in his sleep - and knew when it didn’t sound or feel “just right.” When he returned home, his constant companion of many grueling and arduous miles would be sought out, ostensibly to hunt, but probably more to get that same familiar feeling of comfortable safety as he walked and thought of times, places and people who were no more. He needs these comforting walks with this dear old friend cradled in his arms to sort his thoughts, because every night, when he relives the old days, it’s not possible to think, the emotion so strong, his bitter tears over events he had neither the ability to control nor alter insidiously assault his senses with the same intensity as they did the moment they first occurred. His intent isn’t to harm anyone, probably not even whatever animal he’s told you he’s going to hunt, but instead, competent and experienced, just wants to contemplate about days and times gone by, and maybe this time, put the pieces together. Evil, frightened social fascists -the same ones who drafted him, who enslaved him, and in any case, who commanded his training, now illogically fear him, conjuring up books and movies about crazed veterans, transferring their baseless suspicions onto, of all people, him, their protector and savior, brashly demanding that the one consoling object, the very one they forced him to fondness of, now be forever taken from him. Once a man has been acclimatized to bearing arms, first experienced being a citizen, not a mere subject, he’s psychologically naked without it, exactly as Adam discovered his nakedness in the garden -there’s no going back, but there is shame. Ask the next grizzled mercenary proxy-guardian “policeman” you meet if he’d be willing to spend the rest of his career on the street, in uniform, unarmed. In Larry Smith’s book, “Beyond Glory,” there’s a photograph of smiling eighty-three-year-old Vernon Baker, taken in December 2002, still proudly cradling his prized M1 Garand -complete with it’s wicked bayonet - at his home in Saint Maries Idaho. The hide of the marauding cougar he shot with it at age seventy-five now warms his feet as he steps out of bed. The caption states that it’s kept “always loaded” in Baker’s bedroom. If he hasn’t earned the right who has? Sir John Keegan, in his book, "The Face of Battle," wrote, "Slavery in the modern world implies the absolute deprivation of the individual's liberty, while possession of [legal defensive] weapons and mastery of their use are means to the individual's liberation. We do not perceive how a man may be [legally defensively] armed and at the same time bereft of his freedom." Extremist victim disarmament is mind control!

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