This is going to be a pretty frequent topic of conversation so we might as well get a dependable source for the discussion. Please everyone remember that we can't post the entire article because of copyright and fair use issues, but you're welcome to go read it and we're welcome to link to reliable secondary sources. Here's the link to the WHYY interview with the author of "Happiness is a Worn Gun".
http://whyy.org/cms/radiotimes/2010/07/27/happiness-is-a-worn-gun-with-writer-dan-baum/
What I get out of it is that the article shows the complex attitudes that people that aren't antis, but aren't 24/7 no-restriction proponents, have that we often fail to acknowledge. It also gives us, the 2A advocates, a good bit to think about in how we present ourselves and how we create the public's impressions of us. How we want to be seen very much impacts how we are seen.
[QUOTE="Happiness is a Worn Gun" Baum]...
I got hooked on guns forty-nine years ago as a fat kid at summer camp—the one thing I could do was lie on my belly and shoot a .22 rifle—and I've collected, shot, and hunted with guns my entire adult life. But I also grew up into a fairly typical liberal Democrat, with a circle of friends politely appalled at my fixation on firearms. For as long as I've been voting, I've reflexively supported waiting periods, background checks, the assault-rifle ban, and other gun-control measures. None interfered with my enjoyment of firearms, and none seemed to me the first step toward tyranny. As the concealed-carry laws changed across the land, I naturally sided with those who argued that arming the populace would turn fender benders into gunfights. The prospect of millions more gun-carrying Americans left me reliably horrified.
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To the unfamiliar, guns are noisy and intimidating. They represent the supremacy of force over reason, of ferocity over refinement, and probably a whole set of principles that rub some people the wrong way. But a free society doesn't make people give a reason for doing the things they want to do; the burden of proof falls on those who would forbid. I started out thinking widespread concealed-carry was a bad idea. But in the absence of evidence that allowing law-abiding citizens to carry guns is harmful, I come down on the side of letting people do what they want.
Why shouldn't being prepared to defend oneself be on the list of skills we expect of modern citizens? I've encountered five reasons not to wear a gun: you think it so unlikely you'll be attacked it's not worth the trouble or the sacrifice of Condition White; you expect the police to come to your aid in the event of trouble; wearing a gun makes you feel less safe instead of more; you've decided you couldn't take a life under any circumstance; or you don't want to contribute to a coarsening of society by preparing to kill at a moment's notice.
It's true that crime is down, but it's certainly not nonexistent; hideous things happen to good people every day. We carry fire insurance even though fire is uncommon; carrying a gun may be no more paranoid. Expecting police protection is delusional; they'll usually do no more than show up later to investigate. Carrying a gun is unsafe for those who haven't been properly trained, but a good class and regular practice can fix that. Only the last two reasons strike me as logically complete arguments not to go armed. Being willing to die rather than kill is an admirable and time-honored philosophical position. I'm not certain, though, how many of us would hold to it when the fatal moment was upon us. I, for one, count myself out. I'm willing.
At least I think so. Those who write about and teach defensive gun use say an incident, if it happens, will go down something like this:
I will draw my gun from its holster if I reason- ably believe myself or another person to be in imminent danger of death or grievous bodily injury. I will fire two bullets into the center of the attacker's chest. My 125-grain hollowpoints will not only carve permanent cavities through his body, they'll also send out pressure waves that might rupture his solid organs—his liver, spleen, and kidneys. If he's going to die, he'll likely die on the spot or within a day. I will be sure to have my hands empty and raised by the time the police show up, because they'll be scared and liable to shoot anyone holding a gun. The only way to win a gunfight, goes the saying, is not to be there when it happens. I can expect the police to arrest, handcuff, and jail me. If I'm not charged, or I'm acquitted, the attacker or his family will probably sue me. I use hollowpoints, I will say on the stand, because they deliver more energy to the target and are therefore more likely to stop the attack—and the shooting—quickly. Also, being more likely to stay in the attacker's body or embed themselves in walls without passing through, hollowpoints are less dangerous to bystanders, which is why police use them. I didn't cock the revolver, yell "Freeze," or shoot to wound, because if I'd had time to think about doing any of that I'd have had time to run away. But the poor guy only had a knife, the plaintiff's lawyer might say, to which I'll respond that a man with a knife can close twenty-one feet in a second and a half—less time than it takes to draw and fire. Then it will be up to the jury to decide my fate. The gun carrier's ethic holds that it's better to be tried by twelve than carried by six.
That said, I will probably stop carrying my gun. It's uncomfortable, distracting, and freaks out my friends; it's not worth it. I miss Condition White. If I lived in a dangerous place, I might feel different, and I may continue wearing a gun when I travel to such places (at least to the ones that allow it). That some people think going unarmed makes me a traitor to the Second Amendment doesn't bother me at all. And if I'm a burden to society because I cannot jump in and stop a crime, well, I'm not qualified in CPR, advanced first aid, maritime lifesaving, or firefighting either. Social parasite that I am, I'm content to leave emergency response to the pros.
We may all benefit from having a lot of licensed people carrying guns, if only because of the heightened state of awareness in which they live. It's a scandal, though, that people can get a license to carry on the basis of a three- hour "course" given at a gun show. State requirements vary, but some don't even ask students to fire a weapon before getting a carry permit. We should enforce high standards for instruction, including extensive live firing, role playing, and serious examination of the legal issues. Since people can carry guns state to state, standards should be uniform. States should require a refresher course, the way Texas does, before renewing a carry permit. To their credit, most gun carriers I've talked to agree that training should improve, even if some of them get twitchy at the idea of mandates. The Second Amendment confers a right to keep and bear arms. It does not confer a right to instant gratification.
Going armed has connected me with an entire range of values I didn't use to think much about—self-reliance, vigilance, muscular citizenship—and some impulses I'd rather avoid, like social pessimism and irrational fear. It has militarized my life; all that locking and loading and watching over my shoulder makes me feel like a bit player in the perpetual global war in which we find ourselves. There's no denying that carrying a gun has made my days a lot more dramatic. Suddenly, I'm dangerous. I'm an action figure. I bear a lethal secret into every social encounter. I have to remind myself occasionally that my gun is not a prop, a political statement, or a rhetorical device, but an instrument designed to blow a ragged channel through a human being. From a public-safety standpoint it may matter little that lots of people are carrying guns now, but if accessorizing with firearms becomes truly
au courant, the United States will feel like a different place. We'll be less dreamy and more secretive. We'll spend more energy watching one another and less on self-obsession. We'll be a little more on-task, more cognizant of violence and prepared to participate therein. We'll also be, in our own minds, a little sexier as we make ourselves more dangerous. We'll be carrying guns for exactly the reason John Garfield did: to shoot people with, sweetheart.[/QUOTE]