NEVER ENDING ADOLESCENCE
It is moving to see an entire state of adult males reenacting adolescence; thinking to themselves that they are the good in The Good, Bad, and the Ugly: Clint Eastwood wannabes passing legislation. Now that's what I voted for!
It's the wild west all over again: fighting Indians and cattle rustlers and other ne'er-do-wells out here in the fields of corn and soybeans. Vigilantes patrolling in their Jeeps with their AR-15s looking for something to shoot. You simply can't have an AR-15 if you can't shoot it. The same goes with any other firearm. After all they cost money and the bullets are expensive as well. If you have a gun, you need to shoot it once in a while to see if you can actually hit what you aim at.
This last issue is the most concerning. It would appear, from what I see and read, that the vast majority of post-adolescents with guns can't hit the first thing they shoot at; nor the last for that matter. Have you ever sat down in a restaurant for a nice relaxing meal and the table next to you looks like a posse comitatus convention. Somewhat disconcerting. Not only are you not convinced they can hit what they aim at, but you're uncertain what would cause them to start shooting in the first place.
This fascination with firearms really is an indication of the level of maturity of the adult male population in this state - - 13. You can't say differently; there is no evidence to back up a different conclusion than age thirteen. The world is apparently full of evil doers as one president mentioned and apparently Iowa has its share. And since the only movies and books we see or read are about superheroes saving whole cities from mayhem, it's no wonder.
Our adult male population, sadly of which I am one, has failed to advance from adolescence and is just stuck in some mirage of old westerns and cops and robbers movies which have no relation to current reality. Bonnie and Clyde are dead; so is Geronimo. Put the guns away!
Richard E H Phelps II
Mingo
