Culture Clash
This last weekend, my wife, the two younger boys, and I, piled into the over-stuffed car for a weekend sojourn to points south and west. Although an intestinal malady rendered the trip problematic at first, it proved an educational experience, worth the brief inconvenience.
Traveling west on Route 78 into Pennsylvania, we encountered not merely a state border, but a cultural border as well. Although PA trends marginally blue, that unfortunate tendency owes its genesis to Philadelphia and Pittsburgh. Move a few miles away from those urban purgatories and one might as well be in North Carolina.
First, we stopped at Cabela’s. A stand-alone superstore, twice the size of most Walmarts or Home Depots, it specializes in all things dangerous: guns, knives, arrows, bows. My sons, needless to say, were absolutely delighted. Benjamin spent his time lobbying for a rifle, Robert for a new bow and a supply of arrows. Given circumstances, we limited ourselves to a few camping accessories, but with the ironclad promise to return and spend some time in the projectile area of the store.
Oh, sure, some NJ stores carry guns, prominently display ammunition, and celebrate shooting sports, but a store like Cabela’s almost certainly could not exist in NJ (even though I'm told they intend to open a similar store in Rutherford). The restrictions and hassles necessary to purchase weaponry in NJ tends to undercut the (legal) market.
Indeed, consider: on the way in, school buses stood parked outside. In PA, a class trip consists of visiting a gun store!! Any New Jersey principal who even suggested such a thing would find himself immediately cashiered.
In late afternoon, after the obligatory stop in Gettysburg, we arrived at our ultimate destination: Winchester, Virginia, home of Fort Shenandoah, and the North-South Skirmish Association.
If a Loretta Weinberg Hell exists, this must be it. Thousands of men – and a few women – walking around armed to the teeth. EVERYONE has a gun. No, that’s not right; everyone has LOTS of guns. Real guns. Guns that punch holes in things. Of course, most of the weaponry on display might be useful if the Confederates ever get uppity again (or the Yankees, depending upon one’s perspective), but most of these folks possess more modern implements as well. And the kids are brought up well, too. Dozens of them toted BB guns off to target competitions.
This is the "gun lobby" in its element.
Many of the cars bear political stickers of one form or another. On a whim, during a walk, I went looking for a Kerry sticker. I found only one: "Kerry. Unfit for Command". These folks take their politics seriously, too. Every single one of them votes.
Which, in part, explains why New Jersey finds itself increasingly isolated from the rest of the country.
The people there eagerly share their favorite New Jersey horror stories, of perfectly innocent, law abiding folks caught up in the web of New Jersey’s idiotically anti-gun laws. One man opined that he would travel 200 miles out of his way to avoid setting foot in NJ, lest his sporting passion run afoul of Jersey’s draconian statutes. Many of the men and women associated with nominally NJ regiments no longer actually live here, having relocated to more freedom tolerant states.
As if on cue, on the day I returned, the Assembly agenda included several profoundly silly proposals to further restrict the rights of honest citizens, purportedly to address the issue of gang violence.
One increases the penalties associated with owning an "assault weapon". For the uniformed, the definition of an "assault weapon" is "a gun with enough accessories to make it scary looking". The predictable result of this proposal will be to throw otherwise perfectly innocent people into jail for owning the "wrong" gun while doing absolutely nothing to prevent crime. (After all, a person willing to risk the possibility of the death penalty to commit murder or mayhem is unlikely to be deterred by the possibility of an increased sentence for using the wrong equipment) On the margins, NJ’s profoundly anti-freedom laws will chase ever more folks to freer states.
Another proposal bans the sale of ammunition. In the wrong hands, the definition of "ammunition" might include a souvenir bullet from Gettysburg. And heaven forbid that anyone permit a CHILD to possess such a thing!!
If we really want to attack gang violence -- and as long as we we’re gutting constitutional guarantees -- why not simply provide that anyone wearing gang colors be instantly incarcerated? (If that happens to snag a few suburban teens, is that not a price we, as a society, should happily pay to prevent gang violence?)
Most liberals (an interesting word, given its root, "liberty", the precise opposite of what any good liberal believes) like government and hate guns. They employ any excuse to expand the former and attack the latter. These latest restrictions on freedom had nothing whatsoever to do with gangs; gangs simply provided a handy excuse for further restrictions on freedom. Indeed, to a liberal, essentially every societal problem can be solved if we’re only a little less free.
Here’s an easy prediction: few, if any, "gang" members will feel the sting of the punishment imposed by these firearms restrictions. But lots of other folks will. New Jersey will NOT be any safer – restrictive gun laws are almost always indicative of an unsafe society – but it will be less free. The liberals will continue to scratch their heads over the violence in society, which persists despite their best efforts to restrict freedom.
