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Fucking baseball bats, people. Baseball bats.
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Interchangable with golf clubs, table legs, trash cans, small filing cabinents, canes, and all manner of stuff that when held right is a weapon. When dealing with stories like this I find it peculiar that some people have an, "Oh my, baseball bats?" as if wondering whether these were combination gunbats, how...4 people and murder...6 people...
mere bats...wah!? Oh yeah, they're bats! It bugs me how so many people seem to subconciously develope stigmas around weapons that are scary looking or provide no feasible means of defense that ultimately becomes a standard for lethalality of weapons.
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This was not over drugs, these were not rival gangs- these were regular kids, some fresh out of high school. I used to live right near Deltona. I knew some people who went to the high school they went to. What the fuck was the point of this? Some videogames?
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I call foul on the education system for poorly shaping kids minds with agendaized bullshit and all manner of crummy stuff.
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And people wonder why I laugh at anti-gun people. They have no fucking clue how dangerous the human mind is.
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Some people even go so far as to act as though the gun, just sitting there in a closet, just pieces of metal, wood, and rubber, is some kind of manifestation of death, some inert engine of destruction, gun...scary...ahhhh! Hey look, a metal bat, mmm, sports! Mental associations aren't good for making decisions.