So if you're in the market for a gun for your kid, and just can't bring yourself to spring for the Hello Kitty AR-15 (you knew I'd get a reference in for that one sooner or later), want a reliable varmint gun, or just want to go plink at the range without putting a dent into your wallet, the Ruger 10/22 is a great place to start your search. You'll never confuse it with the guns that won the West or some macho black gun, but The Little Carbine That Could has the goods to Git 'er Done.
While it pains me (about a Franklin and nine of his closest pals pain, if you must know) to admit this, I bought the wrong gun for the job I had in mind - namely, concealed carry. But I think what's more important for the sake of this discussion is the why as to my selection of firearms, and how you might be able to avoid the same mistake.
Because of the constant need to one-up the competition and develop better-performing guns, I don't think there's ever a chance we'll see real standards emerge in ammunition. As long as there's a demand from consumers for bigger/faster/better, the gun industry will continue to say, "Standards? Standards!? We don' need no steenkin' standards!"
I don't know about you, but I sleep better at night knowing that I have a great deal of ammunition in-house. Zombie attacks, natural disaster-related social disintegration, post-apocalyptic hunt-for-your-food scenarios---bring it on. I have...