Very draconian given the fact that 4 months might be insufficient time to acquire a permit and buy a firelock - particularly one that will accept the required bayonet..
Obviously, that law was written when the common people were assumed to be capable enough and responsible enough to provide for their own personal defense as well as the defense of the state. Such time has passed. Now, the official position is, "If you see someone getting attacked, don't get involved. Let the professionals handle it." Of course, the professionals will just arrive in time to draw the chalk outlines of the bodies. KYPDACS
We know the results from back then then, but things change.
Some small bit'ogo, a 442 S&W in a jacket pocket, proved to be a very effective talisman against a vermin infestation, one evening in a NYC subway car.
A vacationing man and wife, who had been museum hopping, including Brooklyn and coincidentally, also at Holland and Holland, were returning to uptown Manhattan.
A migrating car-to-car flock of older adolescent predators were right happy to see shopping bags in the possession of middle aged non-natives.
A short conversation ensued, during which they sensed that things were possibly not as they appeared.
Apparently they didn't expect to be forewarned as they approached, that cigarette smoke would cause that particular tourist to involuntarily reflex vomit on their nice new expensive shoes.
While they absorbed that info, they began to receive an illustrated lecture about predation upon humans, taken from a brand new copy of the "The Eyelids of Dawn" [lately of H&H library].
The photo'd remains of half a peace corp worker in a cardboard box widened some eyes, and the uneasiness became certitude when they viewed that famous photo of the author lying half way into a Croc's mouth.
All the while that they were getting a smiling homily on man and predation, a right hand stayed steady to the front in a pocket.
There was an exchange of eye communication among the pack, and they were off to look for easier lame [or tame] wildebeests.
NYC natives live with that vermin, and are preyed and intimidated by it on a daily basis, yet haven't yet thrown out the political predators, along with the the toxic social minions they have created and tolerate.
Oh yeah,...they've come a long way, baby.
And today's vote against nationwide recognition of state to state concealed carry just verifies the contempt in which those NYC and Big City bloodsuckers view the People.
Had violence ensued in that Subway, guess who the Hell the Evil Felon would have been?
Yeah, 'boodsh' [verify] was averted, but it wasn't because of kind political wishes.
Fuck'em: the whole bluidy goddam lotuv'em.
John, the Red West End of Lake Erie, in the Other Half of This Country.
Very draconian given the fact that 4 months might be insufficient time to acquire a permit and buy a firelock - particularly one that will accept the required bayonet..
ReplyDeleteOnly rich officers got pistols.
ReplyDeleteHOLY SHIT SKYNET'S AWAKE- my captcha is LeMat!
Obviously, that law was written when the common people were assumed to be capable enough and responsible enough to provide for their own personal defense as well as the defense of the state. Such time has passed. Now, the official position is, "If you see someone getting attacked, don't get involved. Let the professionals handle it." Of course, the professionals will just arrive in time to draw the chalk outlines of the bodies.
ReplyDeleteKYPDACS
Hmmmm.... Was this law ever actually cancelled?
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteAw, what? Stupid intervening centuries ...
ReplyDeleteSounds like a pretty good state to live in. I mean, getting eaten by a bear might be a drag, but better that than getting mugged by a meth addict.
ReplyDeleteJim
A state fighting for it's independence from England.
ReplyDeleteMy short answer about whether it was ever repealed is, "I don't know but probably."
ReplyDeleteJim
"A state fighting for it's independence from England."
ReplyDeleteBzzzt! Thank you for playing, Contestant Anonymous, but the Treaty of Paris was a year old when that law was passed.
Don Pardo, tell our departing contestant about Rice-a-Roni!
(...also, there's no apostrophe in the possessive form of "its". Somewhere your third grade English teacher is crying...)
ReplyDeleteWe know the results from back then then, but things change.
ReplyDeleteSome small bit'ogo, a 442 S&W in a jacket pocket, proved to be a very effective talisman against a vermin infestation, one evening in a NYC subway car.
A vacationing man and wife, who had been museum hopping, including Brooklyn and coincidentally, also at Holland and Holland, were returning to uptown Manhattan.
A migrating car-to-car flock of older adolescent predators were right happy to see shopping bags in the possession of middle aged non-natives.
A short conversation ensued, during which they sensed that things were possibly not as they appeared.
Apparently they didn't expect to be forewarned as they approached, that cigarette smoke would cause that particular tourist to involuntarily reflex vomit on their nice new expensive shoes.
While they absorbed that info, they began to receive an illustrated lecture about predation upon humans, taken from a brand new copy of the "The Eyelids of Dawn" [lately of H&H library].
The photo'd remains of half a peace corp worker in a cardboard box widened some eyes, and the uneasiness became certitude when they viewed that famous photo of the author lying half way into a Croc's mouth.
All the while that they were getting a smiling homily on man and predation, a right hand stayed steady to the front in a pocket.
There was an exchange of eye communication among the pack, and they were off to look for easier lame [or tame] wildebeests.
NYC natives live with that vermin, and are preyed and intimidated by it on a daily basis, yet haven't yet thrown out the political predators, along with the the toxic social minions they have created and tolerate.
Oh yeah,...they've come a long way, baby.
And today's vote against nationwide recognition of state to state concealed carry just verifies the contempt in which those NYC and Big City bloodsuckers view the People.
Had violence ensued in that Subway, guess who the Hell the Evil Felon would have been?
Yeah, 'boodsh' [verify] was averted, but it wasn't because of kind political wishes.
Fuck'em: the whole bluidy goddam lotuv'em.
John, the Red
West End of Lake Erie,
in the Other Half of This Country.
Reminds me of the time the New York Times reported on the "Ununiformed Militia".
ReplyDeleteWord verification: tamiga?
Definitely not Jersey.
ReplyDeleteThose would be considered combat ready assault flintlocks. They've been forbidden since the AFB of 1691.