As the Centennial State counts down toward governor Governor Hickenlooper’s foolish, unconstitutional and ineffectual ban on normal-capacity magazines, I brought one of my own beloved PMAGs back to its Boulder birthplace for one last photo op. Here it is, standing tall before the iconic Flatirons. For now. But soon . . .
On July first, my Magpul PMAG will become an exile. When Colorado’s magazine-ban bill goes into effect, the PMAG becomes magazinus non gratis. Unless, that is, the state’s 54 Sheriffs succeed in their lawsuit to block it.
Boulder has always been one of the most leftist enclaves in the United States. But it used to be an item of pride that Boulder’s prized ‘diversity’ was broad enough to welcome Beat poet Alan Ginsburg, an accredited Buddhist college, the do-it-yourself anarchist Paladin Press and Bob Brown’s Soldier Of Fortune magazine, all at the same time.
I grew up in the People’s Republic. These days I find the thin mountain air to be stuffy and suffocating with the stench of socialism and civilian disarmament. Hell, you can’t even carry a Swiss Army Knife within the city limits these days. Not that it necessarily stopped me.
I wonder if the new law will stop Colorado residents from fully exercising their natural, civil and Constitutionally-protected right to keep and bear PMAGs. Or if PMAGgeddon is on the way.