“Why ban guns? Let’s give everyone rocket launchers! What could possibly go wrong?”
(Oliver Markus Malloy)
This past week on President’s Day my husband found an ad in his email, in honor of the holiday. A huge gun sale! He played out the scenario. And made the sale a special honor for Lincoln, Garfield, and Kennedy.”
Unfortunately, not everyone would catch the incongruity. Celebrating assassinations, murders, during a gun sale.
Who doesn’t need a Glock to safely visit the grocery store and the bank? Maybe there could be a problem with the bank. Even without a mask.
Many people feel lost without their cell phones. Perhaps the gun owner becomes anxious if he leaves his 44 on the bathroom floor before he leaves for the airport. I’ve never done a survey. I don’t plan to get close enough.
How can you tell the difference between the good killer and the bad killer? A double-yellow line on the main drag is meant to be a suggestion. Everyone knows that.
When you own a gun, you make the rules. We need more good guys making the rules.
Congruity. Con, meaning against. Grew, the past tense of growing. Yeah, right.
Peace and pieces. Everyone has an opinion.
Let’s celebrate the next holiday. With whoever is left on the planet.
illustration made from domain-free images, pastels, and cut paper.
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