TTAG reader CiCT writes:
The climate is changing! The climate is changing! No, I don’t mean the actual climate of earth, but rather the political climate, and yes, this change IS because of humans. Unless you fit the stereotype by the media about gun owners, where you live in the sticks and the only screen you watch streams a live feed of your compound, you’ve seen the news coverage of the recent events in Paris and San Bernardino. But what you don’t see on the news, or read in the paper (after you finished reading the latest issue of “Soldier Of Fortune” of course) is the change in the way people are thinking about how to protect themselves . . .
Sure, many of you have probably reconsidered your CCW, or maybe even the way you carry, but there’s a whole bunch of people who were on the RKBA fence that fell in to our yard, and there’s also quite a few more who flat out jumped over the fence to our side. Despite the media’s day to day hoplophobic harangue of gun owners and the Second Amendment, people are making the conscious decision to protect themselves, or at the very least thinking about it.
No I don’t have access to some fancy poll by The Pew Research Center, but I do have my own personal experiences. I work at a University where social indoctrination comes with your meal plan and students have unfettered access to left wing echo chambers. To get to my office I wade through a sea of Priuses and Subarus complete with stickers reading “Feel The Bern” or “Ready For Hillary 2016”.
Just days after the attack in California I received a call in my office. Upon picking up the phone I readied my pen upon a notepad, a woman was on the other end with a question. She asked if it was legal to carry a gun for protection on campus. My hand, paralyzed with surprise, dropped the pen, I heard it hit the notepad and the sound echoed in my ears.
Although my silence was no more than a second, I thought of a million things I wanted to say; “Thank you!” “You’re awesome!”, “Glock or 1911?”, “9 or .40?”, “Hickock45 or NutnFancy?”. Instead I gave her the phone number for the campus police, whom I have no doubt responded with an unfortunately honest answer. But for that brief moment the clouds broke and a ray of gunshine showered me with hope.
Over the next few days I received more calls with the same question, perhaps people are realizing that the “safe Spaces” with balloons and cute puppies created by the University aren’t so safe…