Thugs & Slugs

By BRUNO K
OP-ED Columnist
Feb 6, 2009



There has been a lot of hoo -ha floating around the web for a year or so regarding a bill that is being pushed in 18 states requiring all ammunition to be encoded by the manufacture and a data base of all ammunition sales. So they will know how much you buy and what calibers. This has a lot of zealots and ditto heads running around shouting to the heavens-
"Nobody can sell any ammunition after June 30, 2009 unless the ammunition is coded !! Oh Lord , Obama's not takin' our guns- he's taken our bullets instead !!"

Seriously folks - grow up . If some thug puts a bullet into one of your loved ones, wouldn't you want to know where it came from ? As long as you aren't out on a killing spree, or poaching game, or unless you idolize David Koresh, don't worry about it. Besides - you can store up all the 9mm and 12 gauge rounds you want - but if martial law is declared, you'd be pretty hosed going up against a .50 caliber machine gun mounted on a Humvee.
I support the right to bear arms as much as any of you - I have been an NRA member since I was a kid and I'm a pretty damn good shot, I don't mind saying. But we have got much bigger fish to fry right now . So, if I had to choose between registering my ammo vs. suffering more from the morons that got us into this world wide cluster f@%k over the last 8 years, including wiping their asses with every other part of the constitution except the 2nd Amendment, looting the National Treasury to keep their rich buddies even richer, and then setting fire to the village on their way out- I'm pretty sure I'd opt for registering my ammo.
So, to those of you that are so concerned about our bullets being traceable rather than the greater global issues we face, I say - it's a big planet out there with a lot of different people that are also a majority of good people that want to make this world a better place for all of us. You should try to get to know some of them and find out how you can help.
Or, you can just huddle in the corner of your basement with a footlocker full of unregistered ammo, dry humping your Ann Coulter blow up doll while listening to Rush Limbaugh and waiting for Armageddon.
The choice is yours.