A good friend of mine sent me this picture. Having just finished a Starbucks, my thoughts wondered a bit. Which is a bit ironic as she lives more than 100 miles foam (LOL, a Freudian slip using foam rather than from) the closest Starbuck.
Yeah, it can't happen here. I wonder how to say that in German, unfortunately my Uncles and Aunts who thought (in German) that it could happen here, aren't around to teach me German. Or Polish. Or French.
Becoming accurate with pistols and rifles serve me a few purposes. In no particular order: Satisfaction of excelling in something. When I first started shooting a rifle about 2 years ago, my target at 25 yrd was about 4 times larger than I now use at 500 yards. I took a few lessons from a better shooter, watched a lot of better shooters and practiced a lot. I may be on a first name basis with the nice folks at ammoman.com where I usually by my rounds in bulk. Freedom from fear. I am not afraid of things that go bump in the night nor walking my dog at 0300. Prepping. If things go badly in Israel, I can and will, take an El Al flight over. I can minimally help with security in a kibbutz or settlement, freeing up IDF personnel, and if things happen here, I will not need to raise both hands. Ever.
If you're new to guns and are interested in some free advice, feel free to email. Learning how to safely and accurately fire pistols and rifles is important and you might find, as I did, that it is tremendously fun. Back in the late '80's, I was anti-gun (blushing at the thought) because the only guns I ever saw were either in a policeman's holster, or once pointed at my head by an addict. I remained anti-gun until the first time I was virtually dragged to a shooting range. Again showing my age: "Try it, you'll like it!"