Emerson40
An evening spent dancing
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The conceal carry rate in America is about 16%, so in any given day in which you cross paths with Americans, and you’ve been in the presence of at least 16 guns, guns that are there to protect their owner, and has no effect on your day unless a bad guy shows up, in which case you’ll be glad a friendly gun was on hand.
This the second most stupidest thing I have seen you post on Lit.
The winner is still the post you made about how you insisted the server at the Mexican restaurant speak to you in English, it being the US of A and all, and not speak to you in Mexican.
Mexican!
Fuck, that still makes me laugh! MEXICAN!

We are getting to the stage where almost everything you write is so alien to me that the areas of agreement are fast disappearing!
Let me try to put it as neutrally as possible. I have not been to the US, and the more I read about gun attitudes the less likely that is. My loss, I am well aware, and certainly not the US's. For someone to see carrying a gun as a normal part of getting dressed is truly, without exaggeration, as strange to me as the thought of putting on a mermaid's tail every day. n both cases I am sure people do, but in neither case can I think why. I understand, rationally, because you have no reason to lie to me, that what you say is true, and that tens of millions of Americans carry a gun everywhere they go. But emotionally that is such a world away from anything I want anything to do with.
You are as likely to suffer an attack from an armed intruder in my house as you are to suffer a shark attack in the Sahara. There is absolutely no need for a gun. I use the word absolutely there in its proper sense.
Why would you want to visit America? Apparently, according to gun fanatics at least, it is the home of the boogeyman, roaming gangs of home invaders, and skulky, opportunistic career criminals who share intel on unarmed (autocorrect suggested ‘unharmed’ - must be set to Commonwealth) homeowners who don’t have an arsenal of weapons. Or is it a cache of cock compensators? I digress...the place seems full of baddies and constant danger, requiring a motley band of deputy cowboys, conceal-carrying pew-pew shooters to dinner parties and Mother’s 82nd birthday, to keep the defenceless and frightened public safe.
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