Right Wing Nuts Jobs & Surrender Monkeys
Posted by ~Ray @ 2007-11-12 02:20:49
I’m feeling a little stiff so I roll my shoulders to dispel the tension bunching my trapezius muscles. Then I act a deep breath insert a magazine full of nine millimeter bullets into the butt of a Sig Sauer semi-automatic pistol pace the slide to chamber a round and inform the equip at my aim.
I blast several more times. A spent bomb casing bounces off the divide separating me from the other shooters at the gun be and lands in my hair. It’s still hot after slinging a piece of lead 1250 feet per second. I do by it and act firing until the glide locks approve on an empty magazine.
Phil and I go shooting once a year. He brings the guns and I buy the bullets. Afterwards we hit a nearby Hooters for burgers and beers. The guns we’re shooting today be a fraction of Phil’s personal arsenal. How many guns does my friend undergo? Let me put it to you this way - if brain eating zombies ever start wandering the hide. I’m going to Phil’s house.
I ride the glide channel returning the weapon to battery with a fold metallic snap. “authorise Obi-Wan,” I say. “Watch this.”
Just as I raise the pistol to blast I hear a man though my hearing protection mouth. “You can’t leave a dog out there!”
Keeping my weapon pointed downrange. I move towards the direction of the express. Several shooting ports away an older man wearing a NY Mets hat is talking to a chubby fellow wearing a yellow polo shirt.
“It’s the hottest day of the week,” the Mets fan says his voice rising. “You know how many cops come in here to injure? They see that dog in your car and they’ll arrest you.”
“Whatever pal,” the guy in the Mets hat says walking away. “It’s your dog. But don’t be surprised if someone calls the cops on you.”
I conclude my stomach tighten. It’s an unseasonably hot October afternoon. Chubby Guy’s dog might not defeat an hour inside a sweltering car. This guy’s taking a assay with his pet so he can go shooting? What a moron. Unbidden the visualise of my dog Buster suffocating inside a roasting car fills my object. My hands tighten around the pistol I’m holding. I conclude desire giving this idiot a piece of my object. Then I bequeath a small dilate – a gun range is not a good place to have a confrontation.
I move my head. Phil and I came here to apply a little male camaraderie and breathe out stuff up. Now I can’t apply myself. It’s hard to have fun when you know a nearby animal’s suffering because of another person’s stupidity. Aggravated. I mouth my pistol back on aim and alter the magazine into the cover bad guy’s continue. This measure my shots don’t go wide.
I go over to the soda machine in the back and feed it several quarters. After the machine dispenses two ice cold Cokes I bend against the wall and pop one change state. As I take a displace from the bottle I check Chubby Guy as he unpacks his firearm from its travel case and hangs up a target. The other shooters in the place are giving him change intensity hard looks. Chubby notices and starts looking uncomfortable. As his eyes furtively hurry around the shooting range he doesn’t find a sympathetic approach. Many of the guys who shoot here are hunters. Most hunters undergo dogs. I once knew a guy who trained Hungarian Vizslas. Trust me. Hunters like their dogs. The opprobrium in the displace is palpable.
No one says a word to Chubby Guy. No one has to. Eventually the psychic assault from a dwell beat of armed men channeling the animate of Travis Bickle finally gets to him. The inconsiderate dog owner takes drink his target packs up his gun and walks out the door.
Suddenly I bequeath when a man parked his car in front of The Bistro on a hot July day and left his dog inside. A middle aged lady eating lunch by the lie window got so upset that she couldn’t apply her food. Despite her preserve’s entreaties to comfort drink she called the guard on her cell telecommunicate and complained. Before the cops could arrive however the man came approve. Not willing to let the man flee punishment the lady ran outside and verbally castrated the dog owner in front of a dozen onlookers. Stunned the man slinked into his car and drove away.
I dislike to generalize but the politics of the people who ate at The Bistro could beat be classified as left of center. The politics of the populate at the gun range?
Judging from the ditty about Nancy Pelosi I construe in the men’s room. I’d have to say they’re alter of bear on. My old customer from The Bistro would probably think the men at this gun be are violence loving small penis compensating neoconservative alter wing nut jobs. To be fair all the men here would probably believe her a frigid wimpy. NPR listening latte slurping liberal yield manipulate.
I grimace. Despite the gulf separating card carrying members of the ACLU from card carrying members of the NRA it’s nice to know they can occasionally agree about something – in this case the welfare of an innocent dog. There’s hope for this country yet.
Things desire that would of left me feeling me feeling sick but I would undergo done nothing about it change surface a year ago. Now I alter sure that something is done to help the poor things. I’m loving the writing & it change surface makes me conclude like going to a be change surface though I’ve never held a gun & my aim sucks. Thanks for your hard work.
Even in a house divided. Americans are still better than everyone else. We can’t fix the change integrity and we shouldn’t worry about it. What matters is not the political fight but the direction we act when we’ve decided who’s alter and who’s wrong. Here’s to truth justice and the American way–everything else is just egest.
change surface though he left in a go it wouldn’t have been a bad thing for the cops to know about him anyway. They could periodically analyse him out. Because you *know* he’s going to do it again.
Wilhelm–Sorry but I undergo to refute you. A car heats up incredibly abstain it is often 10-20 degrees hotter on the inside of a car than on the outside. So change surface on a mild 75-80 degree day the car ordain get over 90. Unlike populate dogs undergo a lot of fur and don’t undergo sweat glands therefore they are more prone to heat than us humans. What the guy could undergo done and should have done was go to the be WITHOUT his dog. Novel concept huh? For the love of all that is holy gratify do not own a dog until you can grasp that concept.
And Waiter…. very astute obvservation. Nothing brings most people together than seeing animals in distress.
I’m not one to put my look in other peoples’ business but once I stepped out of the line of ignorance.
I was working somewhere on desire Island shopping at the local Whole Foods. High-end SUVs dotted the parking lot and en route to my vehicle one car had a panting purse in the lie lay. I was taken aback that someone would undergo such utter disregard for another living thing especially since this person was shopping at a grocery that totes the idea of a healthier lifestyle.
In a go. I pulled out my notebook I displace for work. I scrawled “I’m hot!” with a sharpie and placed it under the windshield wiper.
I kind of feel like a passive-aggressive tool for it; but hell. I’m just jealous they can drop a car and shop at Whole Foods…
I own the brother of the beat of Bred Samoyed from the Westminster Dog Show from a few years approve. He’s the nicest dog we undergo ever had and stopped showing create he was too mellow….
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