stchman
September 25, 2009, 01:08 PM
What an idiot.
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/06/12/magazine/12LIVES.html?_r=1
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/06/12/magazine/12LIVES.html?_r=1
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cleardiddion
September 25, 2009, 01:10 PM
By MIKE KESSLER
Published: June 12, 2005
This is how a stash of weapons came into my hands. A few years ago, my friend Elizabeth's brother died unexpectedly in Los Angeles. She and I were both living in L.A. at the time, and I wanted to help her cope. While going through her brother's belongings, we discovered, in an upper corner of his closet, a locked metal box. The key was nowhere to be found, but Elizabeth knew what the box held -- a small collection of handguns that her brother kept for protection.
Elizabeth's brother was gone now, and she wanted the handguns gone, too -- put out of commission. The collection wasn't her idea of a keepsake. I wasn't really interested in them, either. True, I'd been to the indoor shooting range over the years -- with my own brother and with friends -- and each time I enjoyed it. It made me shaky with excitement, and scared, like looking over the edge of a tall bridge. But this wasn't on my mind at the time. I promised Elizabeth that I'd get rid of them. ''It'll be easy,'' I said. ''The police love to get guns off the street.''
I went straight to the Hollywood branch of the L.A.P. D. Leaving the weapons in the trunk of my Volkswagen, I went in and explained the situation.
''We can't take the box if it's still locked,'' the officer in the lobby explained. ''Who knows what could be in it?''
''So you'll let me leave with a trunk full of guns that I'm not licensed to carry?'' I asked. She said yes, as long as the box was locked, and expressed little further interest.
My next stop was a locksmith's in Los Feliz. Straight-faced and silent, the man behind the counter pulled out a crowbar and pried the box open. There were five handguns: a Glock 9 millimeter, a Smith & Wesson revolver, a .38, a .25 and a very tiny pistol, the make and caliber of which I can't remember. The locksmith perked up at the sight of the peashooter. ''It's so cute,'' he said. I laughed, but the open box made me feel vulnerable. So I took the guns and paid a visit to my good friend Mike, who was once a hunting guide in Michigan and still has some old rifles. He asked if the handguns were loaded. ''I don't know,'' I said. The answer, I was shocked to find out, was yes. Mike gave me a quick lesson in bullet removal.
Since the L.A.P.D. hadn't been that helpful, I decided to drive to Glendale, which has its own police force. This time, I hauled the guns in a cardboard box. As I entered the police station, the cop there put a hand on his side arm and told me to drop the box. I did. After I explained my situation, he ran a background check on the firearms: clean. He checked my record: squeaky clean. Then he lightened up -- and tried to talk me into selling him the Glock and the Smith & Wesson, which he told me were worth a bundle.
''But they're not even registered in my name,'' I said, ''and the owner is dead.''
This was no problem, he assured me, because California gun laws were such that if my friend gave me his guns, registered in his name, before 1991 (wink wink), it would be perfectly legal for me to have them. And to sell them.
We exchanged cards, and I left with my cardboard box of handguns. A week or two later, he called to see if I had reconsidered his proposition. I told him no. And his eagerness to have the guns made me hesitant to simply turn them over. I wasn't sure what to do, so I stored the weapons in my garage.
After a while, I got to thinking about the thrill of firing a gun. Every time I'd been to a shooting range, I was fascinated by the power I wielded. I also thought about the protection a handgun would provide. Maybe I should just keep them, I thought, or at least the Glock. This is L.A., after all. But then I wondered, Could I actually kill someone? Maybe, but it would take a real movie-climax moment to finish off another human -- a decision with consequences that could haunt me forever. A lot of upstanding citizens -- including some of my loved ones -- are willing to face those consequences. I'm not, I decided.
But I couldn't have adopted the weapons in good faith, anyway. I'd made a promise to Elizabeth. So one slow spring day I went to the garage, took out the handguns -- and smashed them with a 15-pound ax. I shattered the butt of the .38. I disfigured the barrel of the .25. I chased the Glock and the Smith & Wesson around the garage as they bounced from each blow. My hands began to burn from the repeated swinging. My lower back ached. But I eventually rendered the guns useless.
I put the guns in an industrial-strength trash bag. But then I imagined some kids rummaging around a suburban landfill and finding them, which made me picture the violent opening scene of a made-for-TV movie. So I added garden dirt and poured in some old paint. Then I added more, and I shook the sack and rolled it around. I picked up the bag and threw it in the trash. Then I called Elizabeth and reported that the job was done.
Mike Kessler is the executive editor of Skiing magazine. He lives in Boulder, Colo.
Published: June 12, 2005
This is how a stash of weapons came into my hands. A few years ago, my friend Elizabeth's brother died unexpectedly in Los Angeles. She and I were both living in L.A. at the time, and I wanted to help her cope. While going through her brother's belongings, we discovered, in an upper corner of his closet, a locked metal box. The key was nowhere to be found, but Elizabeth knew what the box held -- a small collection of handguns that her brother kept for protection.
Elizabeth's brother was gone now, and she wanted the handguns gone, too -- put out of commission. The collection wasn't her idea of a keepsake. I wasn't really interested in them, either. True, I'd been to the indoor shooting range over the years -- with my own brother and with friends -- and each time I enjoyed it. It made me shaky with excitement, and scared, like looking over the edge of a tall bridge. But this wasn't on my mind at the time. I promised Elizabeth that I'd get rid of them. ''It'll be easy,'' I said. ''The police love to get guns off the street.''
I went straight to the Hollywood branch of the L.A.P. D. Leaving the weapons in the trunk of my Volkswagen, I went in and explained the situation.
''We can't take the box if it's still locked,'' the officer in the lobby explained. ''Who knows what could be in it?''
''So you'll let me leave with a trunk full of guns that I'm not licensed to carry?'' I asked. She said yes, as long as the box was locked, and expressed little further interest.
My next stop was a locksmith's in Los Feliz. Straight-faced and silent, the man behind the counter pulled out a crowbar and pried the box open. There were five handguns: a Glock 9 millimeter, a Smith & Wesson revolver, a .38, a .25 and a very tiny pistol, the make and caliber of which I can't remember. The locksmith perked up at the sight of the peashooter. ''It's so cute,'' he said. I laughed, but the open box made me feel vulnerable. So I took the guns and paid a visit to my good friend Mike, who was once a hunting guide in Michigan and still has some old rifles. He asked if the handguns were loaded. ''I don't know,'' I said. The answer, I was shocked to find out, was yes. Mike gave me a quick lesson in bullet removal.
Since the L.A.P.D. hadn't been that helpful, I decided to drive to Glendale, which has its own police force. This time, I hauled the guns in a cardboard box. As I entered the police station, the cop there put a hand on his side arm and told me to drop the box. I did. After I explained my situation, he ran a background check on the firearms: clean. He checked my record: squeaky clean. Then he lightened up -- and tried to talk me into selling him the Glock and the Smith & Wesson, which he told me were worth a bundle.
''But they're not even registered in my name,'' I said, ''and the owner is dead.''
This was no problem, he assured me, because California gun laws were such that if my friend gave me his guns, registered in his name, before 1991 (wink wink), it would be perfectly legal for me to have them. And to sell them.
We exchanged cards, and I left with my cardboard box of handguns. A week or two later, he called to see if I had reconsidered his proposition. I told him no. And his eagerness to have the guns made me hesitant to simply turn them over. I wasn't sure what to do, so I stored the weapons in my garage.
After a while, I got to thinking about the thrill of firing a gun. Every time I'd been to a shooting range, I was fascinated by the power I wielded. I also thought about the protection a handgun would provide. Maybe I should just keep them, I thought, or at least the Glock. This is L.A., after all. But then I wondered, Could I actually kill someone? Maybe, but it would take a real movie-climax moment to finish off another human -- a decision with consequences that could haunt me forever. A lot of upstanding citizens -- including some of my loved ones -- are willing to face those consequences. I'm not, I decided.
But I couldn't have adopted the weapons in good faith, anyway. I'd made a promise to Elizabeth. So one slow spring day I went to the garage, took out the handguns -- and smashed them with a 15-pound ax. I shattered the butt of the .38. I disfigured the barrel of the .25. I chased the Glock and the Smith & Wesson around the garage as they bounced from each blow. My hands began to burn from the repeated swinging. My lower back ached. But I eventually rendered the guns useless.
I put the guns in an industrial-strength trash bag. But then I imagined some kids rummaging around a suburban landfill and finding them, which made me picture the violent opening scene of a made-for-TV movie. So I added garden dirt and poured in some old paint. Then I added more, and I shook the sack and rolled it around. I picked up the bag and threw it in the trash. Then I called Elizabeth and reported that the job was done.
Mike Kessler is the executive editor of Skiing magazine. He lives in Boulder, Colo.
cleardiddion
September 25, 2009, 01:11 PM
There's your problem though.
He's a Boulder snob.
:barf: :barf: :barf:
He's a Boulder snob.
:barf: :barf: :barf:
CoRoMo
September 25, 2009, 01:12 PM
The article is titled...
How to Get Rid of a Gun
How to Get Rid of a Gun
conw
September 25, 2009, 01:13 PM
Wow...didn't it occur to him to sell them? Total tool.
Mt Shooter
September 25, 2009, 01:14 PM
P.T. Barnum was correct!
ScottG1911
September 25, 2009, 01:15 PM
destroy a perfectly good box of guns, some people need beat with a stick
CoRoMo
September 25, 2009, 01:19 PM
...a suburban landfill... So I... poured in some old paint. Then I added more, and I shook the sack and rolled it around. I picked up the bag and threw it in the trash.
Someone should report him for dumping paint in a landfill. That has got to be illegal in Cali.
Someone should report him for dumping paint in a landfill. That has got to be illegal in Cali.
Aren't we all
September 25, 2009, 01:30 PM
How does this type of ignorance get published? This is really embarassing to anyone who can read. Firstly improper disposal of a firearm and then talking about a police officer who wants to bend the rules. This is a shameful piece of writing, it is not journalism, and if it had to be written at all it should have been written in crayon.
people sometimes:banghead:
people sometimes:banghead:
John E.
September 25, 2009, 01:34 PM
What a schmuck!
highorder
September 25, 2009, 01:34 PM
Wow...didn't it occur to him to sell them?
He's not comfortable with the idea. Those guns could kill someone sooner or later.
He's not comfortable with the idea. Those guns could kill someone sooner or later.
John E.
September 25, 2009, 01:35 PM
"Those guns could kill someone sooner or later."
Yeah, well some guns are just born mean - bad seeds, they are!
Yeah, well some guns are just born mean - bad seeds, they are!
cleardiddion
September 25, 2009, 01:40 PM
Hunt you down along with your family in the dark cloak of night!
MTO
September 25, 2009, 01:44 PM
CoRoMo--good catch on the paint. I was going to comment on that.
Mike gave me a quick lesson in bullet removal.
So, there was an ND involved? :-)
Mike gave me a quick lesson in bullet removal.
So, there was an ND involved? :-)
happygeek
September 25, 2009, 02:00 PM
He's not comfortable with the idea. Those guns could kill someone sooner or later.
So could the used car he sold. How can you be comfortable with selling your car, what if the guy you sell it to drives recklessly and kills someone? How can you live with yourself?
Or how about the booze he served up at the last party he hosted, what if someone DUIs?
Heck, under his logic we should never let people out on parole. What if they break into someone's home and murder the mother and two kids and then burn the place down ... oh wait.
So could the used car he sold. How can you be comfortable with selling your car, what if the guy you sell it to drives recklessly and kills someone? How can you live with yourself?
Or how about the booze he served up at the last party he hosted, what if someone DUIs?
Heck, under his logic we should never let people out on parole. What if they break into someone's home and murder the mother and two kids and then burn the place down ... oh wait.
CoRoMo
September 25, 2009, 02:02 PM
...good catch on the paint.
Yeah. An upstanding and compassionate member of society, this guy.:rolleyes:
He had the "care" for his fellow man to destroy perfectly usable defense weapons, but neglected to offer a single thought to what he might be putting back into the water table. Bravo.:rolleyes:
Yeah. An upstanding and compassionate member of society, this guy.:rolleyes:
He had the "care" for his fellow man to destroy perfectly usable defense weapons, but neglected to offer a single thought to what he might be putting back into the water table. Bravo.:rolleyes:
kda
September 25, 2009, 02:05 PM
And so works the mind of the liberal. Neither logic nor reason shall interfere in their pursuit of that "warm and fuzzy" feeling they get from doing something utterly stupid, just because somehow it feels right. Then they brag about it.
ezypikns
September 25, 2009, 02:09 PM
on the keyboard.
What an ass.
What an ass.
Kevin77
September 25, 2009, 02:59 PM
Lets examine the facts. The story was written by a California liberal and printed by the NY times. What is suprising about this? Nice guns though too bad they're in a landfill. I'm suprised he didn't try recycling.
zminer
September 25, 2009, 03:16 PM
Maybe I'm just cranky, but...
While it's sad that he destroyed some perfectly good guns - and that he and his friend don't understand how an object they perceive to be evil might actually be just a neutral object, which someone else might put to good use - he did make a promise to his friend that he would destroy them, and he followed through on it (albeit belatedly). There's a lot to be said for that.
Let's say your brother just died and you came across a box of his old tools. You don't know how to use them, don't want them, and (for whatever reason) don't want anyone else to have them either. You ask your friend - a backyard mechanic - to destroy them. He says he will, and takes them away. How are you going to feel if, a few years down the road, you ask him, "hey, what did you do with those tools?" and he says, "Oh, I sold them to some guy I met, and kept the cash. Why?" I'd be livid if that happened, because the person has violated my trust by not following through on a promise.
Of course you're well within your rights to question a friend's bad decision. In fact, you'd be a bad friend if you didn't. But, once they decide, and you give your word to carry out their decision, you've put your integrity on the line. So, while we might find the author's actions completely without merit, at least he kept his word to his friend, who was grieving the loss of a close family member. To do otherwise would have been highly dishonorable. Preserving friendships is worth a lot more than the money you'd get from selling your friend's dead brother's guns to a cop who knows he's breaking the law.
Just my $0.02.
While it's sad that he destroyed some perfectly good guns - and that he and his friend don't understand how an object they perceive to be evil might actually be just a neutral object, which someone else might put to good use - he did make a promise to his friend that he would destroy them, and he followed through on it (albeit belatedly). There's a lot to be said for that.
Let's say your brother just died and you came across a box of his old tools. You don't know how to use them, don't want them, and (for whatever reason) don't want anyone else to have them either. You ask your friend - a backyard mechanic - to destroy them. He says he will, and takes them away. How are you going to feel if, a few years down the road, you ask him, "hey, what did you do with those tools?" and he says, "Oh, I sold them to some guy I met, and kept the cash. Why?" I'd be livid if that happened, because the person has violated my trust by not following through on a promise.
Of course you're well within your rights to question a friend's bad decision. In fact, you'd be a bad friend if you didn't. But, once they decide, and you give your word to carry out their decision, you've put your integrity on the line. So, while we might find the author's actions completely without merit, at least he kept his word to his friend, who was grieving the loss of a close family member. To do otherwise would have been highly dishonorable. Preserving friendships is worth a lot more than the money you'd get from selling your friend's dead brother's guns to a cop who knows he's breaking the law.
Just my $0.02.
Speedo66
September 25, 2009, 03:26 PM
Hmm..
He's the editor of a ski magazine. I'll have to remember to chop up my skiis next time I want to get rid of them, someone could get hurt if they found them and used them.
He's the editor of a ski magazine. I'll have to remember to chop up my skiis next time I want to get rid of them, someone could get hurt if they found them and used them.
DoubleTapDrew
September 25, 2009, 03:37 PM
So instead of legally selling them he writes an article on his law-breaking quest of destroying them (dumping paint, cop suggesting to break/bend laws) Too bad while he was swinging away with the ax one didn't bounce up and knock some sense into him.
LemmyCaution
September 25, 2009, 03:55 PM
Where are all the capitalists on this board, who should be coming around to loudly declaim that the manner in which one disposes of one's private property is no business of anyone's but one's own? What are you people- a bunch of SOCIALISTS?
So some yutz smashes a bunch of handguns. Big deal. I've seen plenty of people piss away hundreds of gallons of gasoline driving around Hummers, increasing air pollution and decreasing the fuel supply. And when I have the temerity to say something about it, I get shouted down with blather about 'consumer choice.'
Sheesh.
So some yutz smashes a bunch of handguns. Big deal. I've seen plenty of people piss away hundreds of gallons of gasoline driving around Hummers, increasing air pollution and decreasing the fuel supply. And when I have the temerity to say something about it, I get shouted down with blather about 'consumer choice.'
Sheesh.
frankiestoys
September 25, 2009, 04:05 PM
:banghead::cuss::cuss::cuss::cuss::fire:
LightningJoe
September 25, 2009, 04:27 PM
The guy doesn't come across as all that unreasonable. I think he's just fallen in with a bad crowd.
ichiban
September 25, 2009, 04:50 PM
He is everything I have come to expect out of "The People's Republic of Boulder" - a self centered, sanctimonious ass.
cchris
September 25, 2009, 05:00 PM
:barf: :barf: :barf: :barf: :barf:
I'm literally sick to my stomach.
I'm literally sick to my stomach.
Erik M
September 25, 2009, 05:13 PM
Aside from a have a stale coat of seafoam green I dont see how paint and some 'garden dirt' (so descriptive) will permanately disable or destroy those weapons. I would think that there would be some type of offense for simply tossing out a bag deadly weapons.
This hippy will probably get some type of community appreceation award for getting rid of those evil, evil guns.
i was delirious with a fever this morning and missed the part about the 15 pound axe. i guess the weapons wouldn't be so deadly after a pounding like that. he still gets the award.
This hippy will probably get some type of community appreceation award for getting rid of those evil, evil guns.
i was delirious with a fever this morning and missed the part about the 15 pound axe. i guess the weapons wouldn't be so deadly after a pounding like that. he still gets the award.
TxState101
September 25, 2009, 05:47 PM
Well, the article is from 4 years ago, so I suspect that his award is definitely in the mail.
TX1911fan
September 25, 2009, 06:01 PM
He didn't agree to destroy them, just to get rid of them. Sounds like he made a bunch of stuff up, to me. He's a tool, but I don't care if he destroyed them or not, I just don't like yet another article designed to make sheeple think guns are so dangerous that they have to be destroyed.
shotgunjoel
September 25, 2009, 06:25 PM
handguns that her brother kept for protection.
He asked if the handguns were loaded. ''I don't know,'' I said. The answer, I was shocked to find out, was yes.
What a concept, having the gun loaded so that you can use it to defend yourself!
''So you'll let me leave with a trunk full of guns that I'm not licensed to carry?''
Urgh, he probably thinks he needs the government's permission to walk down the street too.
I was fascinated by the power I wielded.
They are always amazed with this one.
to finish off another human
You 'finish off' the guy and you are going to jail. You shoot him to stop him, then you don't finish him off. Idiot.
I chased the Glock and the Smith & Wesson around the garage as they bounced from each blow.
See, a glock is durable!!
I imagined some kids rummaging around a suburban landfill and finding them, which made me picture the violent opening scene of a made-for-TV movie.
Yeah, there are all kinds of landfills in the 'burbs. Also, what is violent in finding the mashed up remnants?
The police love to get guns off the street.
These guns weren't 'on the streets', on the streets. On the streets is like street gangs.
This guy makes me sick.
He asked if the handguns were loaded. ''I don't know,'' I said. The answer, I was shocked to find out, was yes.
What a concept, having the gun loaded so that you can use it to defend yourself!
''So you'll let me leave with a trunk full of guns that I'm not licensed to carry?''
Urgh, he probably thinks he needs the government's permission to walk down the street too.
I was fascinated by the power I wielded.
They are always amazed with this one.
to finish off another human
You 'finish off' the guy and you are going to jail. You shoot him to stop him, then you don't finish him off. Idiot.
I chased the Glock and the Smith & Wesson around the garage as they bounced from each blow.
See, a glock is durable!!
I imagined some kids rummaging around a suburban landfill and finding them, which made me picture the violent opening scene of a made-for-TV movie.
Yeah, there are all kinds of landfills in the 'burbs. Also, what is violent in finding the mashed up remnants?
The police love to get guns off the street.
These guns weren't 'on the streets', on the streets. On the streets is like street gangs.
This guy makes me sick.
PandaBearBG
September 25, 2009, 06:46 PM
Noooooooo!!!!!!!!
Lonestar49
September 25, 2009, 06:49 PM
...
Having all the money one needs, along with, living up in the mountains and skiing full time, never a worry, no need for a gun, lives..
Apparently,
Ls
Ps.. what a shame.. :rolleyes:
Having all the money one needs, along with, living up in the mountains and skiing full time, never a worry, no need for a gun, lives..
Apparently,
Ls
Ps.. what a shame.. :rolleyes:
Scratchy
September 25, 2009, 06:52 PM
Don't recycle, just throw them in a landfill.
Floppy_D
September 25, 2009, 07:16 PM
I'll paraphrase the article for anyone not wanting to read it:
"My name is Francis. I've become accustomed to the safe environment that exists around me. I'm terrified of the thought of standing up for myself or the thought of being treated as an adult (and subsequently being responsible for my actions) so I took a whole bunch of tools I'm scared of and threw them in the trash. Nevermind their inherent worth; the utilitarian benefits are far outweighed by me being a sally. Disregard the fact that someone could stumble across and misuse these tools, at least I won't be responsible."
"My name is Francis. I've become accustomed to the safe environment that exists around me. I'm terrified of the thought of standing up for myself or the thought of being treated as an adult (and subsequently being responsible for my actions) so I took a whole bunch of tools I'm scared of and threw them in the trash. Nevermind their inherent worth; the utilitarian benefits are far outweighed by me being a sally. Disregard the fact that someone could stumble across and misuse these tools, at least I won't be responsible."
zminer
September 25, 2009, 07:26 PM
He didn't agree to destroy them, just to get rid of them.
If we can take what he writes at face value, his friend was asking him to destroy them:
Elizabeth's brother was gone now, and she wanted the handguns gone, too -- put out of commission.
This is also reinforced by the fact that he went to the police first, thinking that they would just take them from him for the purpose of making sure they were never sold to anyone. If she just wanted them out of the house, I think she would have said, "I don't want to see them anymore," or "I don't care what you do with them, I just want them gone." It sounds much more like he promised her he would destroy them, which is what he did.
If we can take what he writes at face value, his friend was asking him to destroy them:
Elizabeth's brother was gone now, and she wanted the handguns gone, too -- put out of commission.
This is also reinforced by the fact that he went to the police first, thinking that they would just take them from him for the purpose of making sure they were never sold to anyone. If she just wanted them out of the house, I think she would have said, "I don't want to see them anymore," or "I don't care what you do with them, I just want them gone." It sounds much more like he promised her he would destroy them, which is what he did.
Blackbeard
September 25, 2009, 08:03 PM
Mike Kessler is the executive editor of Skiing magazine
Dear Mike,
I have some rather nice skis in my garage that haven't been used in years. I tried skiing once and felt exhilarated by the speed, but it's not for me. I just want them gone. Can I borrow your axe?
Dear Mike,
I have some rather nice skis in my garage that haven't been used in years. I tried skiing once and felt exhilarated by the speed, but it's not for me. I just want them gone. Can I borrow your axe?
Dannix
September 26, 2009, 01:33 AM
Too bad while he was swinging away with the ax one didn't bounce up and knock some sense into him.
Too bad a neighbor didn't call the police that he was violently wielding an ax in his garage and had guns around. Would love to be there to see that show when the police arrive! :evil:
Too bad a neighbor didn't call the police that he was violently wielding an ax in his garage and had guns around. Would love to be there to see that show when the police arrive! :evil:
conw
September 26, 2009, 02:10 AM
Where are all the capitalists on this board, who should be coming around to loudly declaim that the manner in which one disposes of one's private property is no business of anyone's but one's own? What are you people- a bunch of SOCIALISTS?
So some yutz smashes a bunch of handguns. Big deal. I've seen plenty of people piss away hundreds of gallons of gasoline driving around Hummers, increasing air pollution and decreasing the fuel supply. And when I have the temerity to say something about it, I get shouted down with blather about 'consumer choice.'
I realize this post is part facetiousness, but honestly that whole "It's his right to do with his property what he wants to" side-rant is always misplaced, unless someone is advocating making it illegal to destroy guns or suing him for it.
Capitalism and free society allow for b**ching and expression of disapproval, shunning, etc, as much as you please. More than others, in fact.
So some yutz smashes a bunch of handguns. Big deal. I've seen plenty of people piss away hundreds of gallons of gasoline driving around Hummers, increasing air pollution and decreasing the fuel supply. And when I have the temerity to say something about it, I get shouted down with blather about 'consumer choice.'
I realize this post is part facetiousness, but honestly that whole "It's his right to do with his property what he wants to" side-rant is always misplaced, unless someone is advocating making it illegal to destroy guns or suing him for it.
Capitalism and free society allow for b**ching and expression of disapproval, shunning, etc, as much as you please. More than others, in fact.
9MMare
September 26, 2009, 02:16 AM
destroy a perfectly good box of guns, some people need beat with a stick
How selfish. There are poor people in other states, like Washington, who need personal protection.....
*pouts and struggles onward*
How selfish. There are poor people in other states, like Washington, who need personal protection.....
*pouts and struggles onward*
peyton
September 26, 2009, 02:22 AM
"He did it for the CHILDREN!!!!"
chuckusaret
September 26, 2009, 10:57 AM
But just think those bad guns in the locked box were just laying in wait to kill someone .
Mandolin
September 26, 2009, 11:41 AM
At least we know that Glocks, ever if they are ugly, are more or less indestructible. If they take a few dozen ax blows to break, they should last a little while if carried normally. Think of it as a "how strong is a Glock" test.
What an idiot. R.I.P., pistols.
What an idiot. R.I.P., pistols.
Dihappy
September 27, 2009, 04:57 AM
But then I wondered, Could I actually kill someone?
A lot of upstanding citizens -- including some of my loved ones -- are willing to face those consequences. I'm not, I decided.
This is the mentality of the life-long "condition white" sheeple.
Instead of asking themselves "Could I, would i, protect myself if someone were trying to kill me?" "Could I protect my wife, my child, if someone were trying to harm them?"
I guess this guy would rather smash a gun and beg for mercy, than stop an intruder, murderer, rapist.
A lot of upstanding citizens -- including some of my loved ones -- are willing to face those consequences. I'm not, I decided.
This is the mentality of the life-long "condition white" sheeple.
Instead of asking themselves "Could I, would i, protect myself if someone were trying to kill me?" "Could I protect my wife, my child, if someone were trying to harm them?"
I guess this guy would rather smash a gun and beg for mercy, than stop an intruder, murderer, rapist.
jim in Anchorage
September 27, 2009, 05:24 AM
- and smashed them with a 15-pound ax.
Why would a freak like this possess such a thing? Is it legal? Why does he need it? Don't Axe's kill trees?
Why would a freak like this possess such a thing? Is it legal? Why does he need it? Don't Axe's kill trees?
9MMare
September 27, 2009, 02:40 PM
why would a freak like this possess such a thing? Is it legal? Why does he need it? Don't axe's kill trees?
lolol
lolol
paintballdude902
September 27, 2009, 03:46 PM
he wouldnt even sell them to a cop hes stupid
woad_yurt
September 27, 2009, 09:11 PM
What a putz.
tpaw
September 27, 2009, 11:53 PM
We exchanged cards, and I left with my cardboard box of handguns.
I find it very puzzling that a police officer would let you walk away with handguns that were not registered in your name. Something smells very fishy here. Was there something to this story that I missed? :rolleyes:
I find it very puzzling that a police officer would let you walk away with handguns that were not registered in your name. Something smells very fishy here. Was there something to this story that I missed? :rolleyes:
SuperNaut
September 28, 2009, 12:02 AM
Don't worry folks, this Kessler guy is obviously FOS.
THE DARK KNIGHT
September 28, 2009, 12:15 AM
How could he live with himself? That Glock won't biodegrade for at least 20,000 years!
Erik M
September 28, 2009, 12:54 AM
he wouldnt even sell them to a cop hes stupid
"his [cop] eagerness to have the guns made me hesitant to simply turn them over"
sounds like he dosent completely trust the police IMO. Its a vast conspiracy.
"his [cop] eagerness to have the guns made me hesitant to simply turn them over"
sounds like he dosent completely trust the police IMO. Its a vast conspiracy.
gallo
September 28, 2009, 01:07 AM
"I chased the Glock and the Smith & Wesson around the garage as they bounced from each blow."
Now would have been the perfect time for the safety less Glock to go off. You just can't trust anything anymore.
Now would have been the perfect time for the safety less Glock to go off. You just can't trust anything anymore.
mustang_steve
September 28, 2009, 01:44 PM
He should have done the following upon the officer's offer:
1) consult a lawyer
If sale = OK "DO IT", otherwise plan B
Plan B should have been legal transfer of all firearms, then return to sell.
He screwed up hardcore here.
edit: he failed to take the busted down guns to a recycling facility....how environmentally unfriendly of him....
1) consult a lawyer
If sale = OK "DO IT", otherwise plan B
Plan B should have been legal transfer of all firearms, then return to sell.
He screwed up hardcore here.
edit: he failed to take the busted down guns to a recycling facility....how environmentally unfriendly of him....
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