Coffee with friends you’ve not seen in years is supposed to be a time to catch up and enjoy each other’s company. You talk about your children and major events that have happened over the past few years. One major event for me: joining the TTAG team. The discussion about my “gun life” with friends at a recent Colorado coffee klatch left me a little puzzled. What happened to my native state and my “friends”? Truth be told, most of my Colorado friends . . .
haven’t even heard of this website. A few have, and a few eye rolls ensued when the work came up. “You’ve always been crazy about guns. It’s a little weird. Last I checked, you were still a woman.” Because only men own guns, don’t you know? My friends know this because MSNBC told them so.
The other comments: “I’m not surprised you have a Jeep. You’ve never really cared about climate change.” Yep. There you have it. I don’t care about the weather.
Actually, I do, or I wouldn’t have a Jeep. I need four-wheel drive in gun-haven Alpine, Wyoming. Not to mention that a heavily built Wrangler with a bumper could be life-saver should I happen to hit a moose or an elk – and accidents such as those are not uncommon in Lincoln and Teton counties. As of right now, there are over eight inches of snow on the roads and it’s a whopping 20 degrees. Not that this matters to my liberal and blindered friends.
I wonder when the connection between guns and “climate change” will happen. After this particular meeting I don’t think it will be very long – although, I don’t know how that link will be made since I don’t look for illogical reasons to keep others from being free. Anyway, Colorado has changed since I grew up here.
The influx of Californians to the once gun-loving state has prompted Colorado to pass enough gun laws that they earned a C+ rating from the Brady campaign.While some of the state’s native voters dug their feet in, ousting via recall elections two communist dictator democrats that helped pass the draconian gun laws, more than enough of the women I knew as girls are quick to jump on the “ban guns bandwagon.”
Example: I picked up my phone to show an old friend the home-built addition to my gun collection. I zoomed in on the skeletal hand handguard, you know, because I wanted them to get a good look at it. One lady asked what that “assaulty” (yes, that’s a quote) feature was. I looked again at where she was pointing. “You mean the ejection port cover?” I asked. “Looks scary,” was her response, followed quickly by “You’d be better off studying climate change than learning the unnecessary parts to assault weapons.” (As we drink steaming hot $7 per cup coffee while it’s 18 degrees outside.)
Well, I disagree, and it’s not an “assault weapon.” Explaining that view would have been lost on them. Snow kidding.
UPDATE: Ms. Tipton informs us that she was misinformed about the existence of a Colorado non-resident permit. She is writing up her mea culpa which will be published in a new post. Your patience, understanding and expertise are most appreciated.