Amazing nobody was killed.

I agree, but to be fair all that would have done is make him drive a few more miles down the road to buy it.

A ban doesn't mean you can't have one. It simply means you can't sell them there. It's like a dry county. (FYI a dry county is a county in any state where alcohol sales are prohibited.)

Just because you can't buy alcohol there doesn't mean alcohol is illegal there. You just have to drive over the county line to buy it.

Fun fact: The Jack Daniels distillery is in a dry county. You can't buy any alcohol there. Their official gift shop is just down the road. It's a screwed up country, these United States.

Edit to add: the shooters brother is now saying he was picked on and the like and that maybe some mental help would have prevented this.

I'm wondering why if that's the case, nobody in his family said a word when he walked through the door with military grade weaponry.
 
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True but still. How'd you like to be the guy that waved the green flag for AR15's and have that happen a week later?
 
We've got a gun safe at the farm that's full of shotguns and hunting rifles and a few pistols. The shotguns are mostly for bird hunting and varmint control. The rifles are for dear hunting mostly. The pistols are finishers and also for defense while out in the perimeter.

There's no use for a fucking assault rifle. You're not mobilizing for Iwo Jima for fucks sake. You're just running off a coyote or some shit.
 
Have to agree Hugo. Having had a scout troop run by two ex-WWII soldiers, we carried bolt rifles and one handgun for defense from bear. Each scout learned how to handle each weapon and then on camping trips got to carry the rifle for a couple hours each day.

When I lived in Alberta, our junior high schools had a hunter training course including a weekend "survival" trip into northern Alberta (lean-to's with a large hall available if it got too cold for the students). Later in high school several of us became extra instructor/leaders for the camping weekend. You had to carry a shotgun literally "loaded for bear" (an SSG, a slug, 2 more SSG) with the instructions to "use three before you see if the fourth is needed".

But there was never a need for assault rifles.
 
My dad taught me on a 22 rifle when I was a kid. It loaded like a bb gun sort of. We'd shoot at coke cans. It was fun.
 
A friend of mine in high school had one of those. We did the same thing with it out in his backyard in the middle of Marietta.

Nobody ever called the cops.

I shudder to think what would happen today.
 
Can you imagine that shit today? Trusting parents and kids with live rounds on a fucking boardwalk? Shit. You can't even trust people with a fucking cup of coffee anymore.
 
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