“Charlton Heston… stood before a convention of gun owners on Saturday, raised an 1866 Winchester rifle above his head and defiantly proclaimed in a weak voice, “From my cold dead hands.” Not quite ready to leave the limelight after stepping down on Friday as the president of the National Rifle Association…

“Heston made public last year that he had symptoms of Alzheimer’s Disease, a degenerative brain ailment, and had to be helped across the stage LaPierre on Friday night.”
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from Reuters

Heston’s Last Stand must have been a stirring sight, and I’m sorry I missed it. Thank god I live in a country where it’s still legal for old men with degenerative brain diseases to wave deadly firearms around in public places.


[Heston bids farewell: “Who
are you people? I’ll kill ya!”]

Almost lost amid the Heston-festin’ was the keynote address by Governor Jeb Bush, wherein he told the NRA, “Were it not for your active involvement, it’s safe to say my brother would not be president of the United States.” So that’s one more item I have to add to my list of yet-to-be-written thank you notes to the N.R.A.

Bush went on to say, “The Second Amendment is called ‘America’s First Freedom’ because it is the one we turn to when all else fails… The Second Amendment is America’s original ‘Homeland Security Act.’”

Cynics might argue that in the past couple of hundred years there haven’t actually been any situations wherein Americans have defended their homeland using their own personal aresenals. But to say that this means we won’t ever have to do so is lazy, inductive reasoning. Plus, when I consider that our federal governent has apparently decided that they don’t have enough cash to fund even a third of my fair city’s defense, I realize it’s time for me to grab my .45 and guard the perimeter so that I can pick off the next 747 or cloud of anthrax that dares to darken my door.

Is there a middle ground between completely outlawing guns and selling ‘em in public school cafeterias? Something like a few closed loopholes, better background checks, improved safety locks, and more accountability for irresponsible manufacturers and dealers?

Um, no. As Jeb said yesterday, “The sound of our guns is the sound of freedom.” Whether that sound issues from a pitched battle against foreign marauders or from a parent’s closet containing only a couple of six year-olds, it’s the same sound. The sound of freedom.