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Gun Locks as a IQ test
It is no secret I am not a fan of Gun Locks. It is not a secret I have been rather tacky in my presentation to folks as to how stupid and dangerous a gun lock can be.
I have further proof that Gun Locks do identify a lack of intelligence.
We have a swimming pool where I live, about 2 years ago the Resident Mgr we had was a great guy. Of course he was- still is, he is a shooter. So He needed a lock for the gate that leads into pool as the pool season was over and this fulfills an insurance requirement. Granted, anyone with a a half a brain will just hop over the gate, which folks do to sit out and have coffee and cocoa in the off season and visit. The lock gives the insurance company the warm fuzzies and if someone gets a hangnail they won't get sued.
I scrounge and found one with the Ruger logo, no need in buying a lock, and the lock is only a "visual" deterrent anyway. I mean even in winter the maintence guy hops over to blow leaves. Then again if the gate needs opening, hair pin, another rinky dink key works, off a key ring.
So we have a new Res Mgr, he has the set of keys that goes with the job. He is in the hospital, so the Management Company sends out the lady that ...I'm not sure what she does, I think she just manages -managers.
So I am expecting a package from Lee Lapin, don't ask me why the package went to Res Mgr office instead of my mail box, it will fit , but then perhaps It was better for me...many times my mail goes into another mail box and I don't know I have mail. [ That "pigeon hole" design where the whole front is opened, insert mail , close front]
So I run down to the office to see if my package is there, I noticed the Mgmt Lady is wandering around the pool area, 2 cell phones ( she must be important) day planner and whatever "power playthings" a person must have to show authority. This is more fun than watching the squirrels and chipmunks.
I hear the wierdest noise, it is not noon on a Wednesday, for the weekly test of sirens around here...I'm wondering if we now have a mutant zombie bear, cougar alert signal, or that is a signal to warn of a crooked politician in the area...can't be that , because we would have them going off all the time.
She answers a cell phone...oh so thats what that was? Now she gets into that all important business pose, you know the one. She also places all the other "power plaything on a pool chair. Now we have the squirrels and chipmunks watching her...I look up and see the doves have decided to watch as well.
I'm doing my best "James Dean" lean against the building, with one leg bent at knee and sole of foot against building, and cigarette in mouth. I get that "phone in one ear, other hand's index finger to hear better look in my direction power person head nod".
Well I notice there is some work being done on the pool, and there is a sign that states pool is closed until further notice. Heck , most folks just sunbathe, drink a favorite beverage, at night some gather to vist and have a beverage. Not much swimming,a place to gather.
Finally...she walks out of pool area and locks the gate. "Ruger, thats a gun company right?" Yes Ma'am , " Well...until we get rid of guns, gun locks are a good thing". I don't know if James Dean posed with a concealed handgun, In my version there is one concealed.
About the time I hear the "click" I hear "damn". All the power playthings are still on the pool chair. Now I'm curious, because among the power playthings are all "those keys". The critters move in closer out of curiousity, I'm really hoping that other phone rings.
I get this look of desperation, which I know is just really a blow to her ego. I have not moved from my James Dean pose...I'm gonna milk this for all it is worth, and finish my cigarette.
She tugs on the lock. "It won't open without a key". I may not be the smartest fella , but even I know that is the general idea behind how a lock works. Well I could hop over the low gate and retrieve the power playthings...not gonna do that, I have a perfect opportunity with a anti, and I ain't gonna blow it. I heard if one gets enough tacky points with a anti one gets a free case of ammo...I'm getting there.
I'm really hoping that other phone rings and she needs to go tinkle, because...well the office is locked where there is restroom and just because.
I push off the building, head to my truck, snag a small pair of diagonals, "snap " the cable and open the gate. Retrieve the power playthings walk back over and hand them to her. "Thanks" [I could tell that was difficult for her to say] .
"It sure didn't take much to snap that lock. I was about to call someone, maybe a locksmith..."
How long would it have taken for someone to arrive after making a call? What if you needed to answer the other phone, the business phone for an emergency? What if you needed to go to the restroom? Blank Stare. The reality is that lock is only a symbol to give a perception of safety and to satisfy a insurance requirement. If one really needs in there, just like a person really needs a firearm, it is not accesssible, or if a person thinks the gun is safe from kids and teenagers - if a kid wants something they will find a way to get into it. It is the responsibilty of adults to teach children responsible behavior. I grew up with loaded firearms in the home without locks. We did not have 911. We did not have gates on the ponds, streams, lakes, rivers and swimming pools. We were taught by adults, to use common sense and to be prudent, aware and observe safety. Blank Stare.
I recieved my package, and my mail. About the time I was about to leave she commented how she meant to bring the trash can in the pool area to outside of pool area. Without opening the gate, I hoped over, retrieved the trash can , and from over the gate set it outside the pool area and hopped back over.
Again, Blank Stare.
It is no secret I am not a fan of Gun Locks. It is not a secret I have been rather tacky in my presentation to folks as to how stupid and dangerous a gun lock can be.
I have further proof that Gun Locks do identify a lack of intelligence.
We have a swimming pool where I live, about 2 years ago the Resident Mgr we had was a great guy. Of course he was- still is, he is a shooter. So He needed a lock for the gate that leads into pool as the pool season was over and this fulfills an insurance requirement. Granted, anyone with a a half a brain will just hop over the gate, which folks do to sit out and have coffee and cocoa in the off season and visit. The lock gives the insurance company the warm fuzzies and if someone gets a hangnail they won't get sued.
I scrounge and found one with the Ruger logo, no need in buying a lock, and the lock is only a "visual" deterrent anyway. I mean even in winter the maintence guy hops over to blow leaves. Then again if the gate needs opening, hair pin, another rinky dink key works, off a key ring.
So we have a new Res Mgr, he has the set of keys that goes with the job. He is in the hospital, so the Management Company sends out the lady that ...I'm not sure what she does, I think she just manages -managers.
So I am expecting a package from Lee Lapin, don't ask me why the package went to Res Mgr office instead of my mail box, it will fit , but then perhaps It was better for me...many times my mail goes into another mail box and I don't know I have mail. [ That "pigeon hole" design where the whole front is opened, insert mail , close front]
So I run down to the office to see if my package is there, I noticed the Mgmt Lady is wandering around the pool area, 2 cell phones ( she must be important) day planner and whatever "power playthings" a person must have to show authority. This is more fun than watching the squirrels and chipmunks.
I hear the wierdest noise, it is not noon on a Wednesday, for the weekly test of sirens around here...I'm wondering if we now have a mutant zombie bear, cougar alert signal, or that is a signal to warn of a crooked politician in the area...can't be that , because we would have them going off all the time.
She answers a cell phone...oh so thats what that was? Now she gets into that all important business pose, you know the one. She also places all the other "power plaything on a pool chair. Now we have the squirrels and chipmunks watching her...I look up and see the doves have decided to watch as well.
I'm doing my best "James Dean" lean against the building, with one leg bent at knee and sole of foot against building, and cigarette in mouth. I get that "phone in one ear, other hand's index finger to hear better look in my direction power person head nod".
Well I notice there is some work being done on the pool, and there is a sign that states pool is closed until further notice. Heck , most folks just sunbathe, drink a favorite beverage, at night some gather to vist and have a beverage. Not much swimming,a place to gather.
Finally...she walks out of pool area and locks the gate. "Ruger, thats a gun company right?" Yes Ma'am , " Well...until we get rid of guns, gun locks are a good thing". I don't know if James Dean posed with a concealed handgun, In my version there is one concealed.
About the time I hear the "click" I hear "damn". All the power playthings are still on the pool chair. Now I'm curious, because among the power playthings are all "those keys". The critters move in closer out of curiousity, I'm really hoping that other phone rings.
I get this look of desperation, which I know is just really a blow to her ego. I have not moved from my James Dean pose...I'm gonna milk this for all it is worth, and finish my cigarette.
She tugs on the lock. "It won't open without a key".
I may not be the smartest fella , but even I know that is the general idea behind how a lock works. Well I could hop over the low gate and retrieve the power playthings...not gonna do that, I have a perfect opportunity with a anti, and I ain't gonna blow it. I heard if one gets enough tacky points with a anti one gets a free case of ammo...I'm getting there. I'm really hoping that other phone rings and she needs to go tinkle, because...well the office is locked where there is restroom and just because.
I push off the building, head to my truck, snag a small pair of diagonals, "snap " the cable and open the gate. Retrieve the power playthings walk back over and hand them to her. "Thanks" [I could tell that was difficult for her to say] .
"It sure didn't take much to snap that lock. I was about to call someone, maybe a locksmith..."
How long would it have taken for someone to arrive after making a call? What if you needed to answer the other phone, the business phone for an emergency? What if you needed to go to the restroom? Blank Stare. The reality is that lock is only a symbol to give a perception of safety and to satisfy a insurance requirement. If one really needs in there, just like a person really needs a firearm, it is not accesssible, or if a person thinks the gun is safe from kids and teenagers - if a kid wants something they will find a way to get into it. It is the responsibilty of adults to teach children responsible behavior. I grew up with loaded firearms in the home without locks. We did not have 911. We did not have gates on the ponds, streams, lakes, rivers and swimming pools. We were taught by adults, to use common sense and to be prudent, aware and observe safety. Blank Stare.
I recieved my package, and my mail. About the time I was about to leave she commented how she meant to bring the trash can in the pool area to outside of pool area. Without opening the gate, I hoped over, retrieved the trash can , and from over the gate set it outside the pool area and hopped back over.
Again, Blank Stare.
