An Episode of A Bad TV Show
B and I were intent on ninjaing someone, though we weren't quite sure who. Cover of darkness was lacking, sadly, but it was a nice day today. After obtaining flowers from the yard I dropped my dog off in, we were headed for P-Lady's next. Evil dog #2 (Anna) escaped and things became... intense. She ran off into the peacock yard just across the way and scared up all the peacocks before managing to hare off into the bushes... somewhere.
Then there was the neighbor lady who has all white hair and came walking up the drive looking like a well-rounded hick. She had a gun (have I ever seen someone with a gun other than on TV? No.) and was quite pissed that *another* dog had run through "scaring the deer". Not something you expect from the mouth of a person holding a gun and prepared to kill your dog with it. The deer? I'm sorry, what?
The scary lady walked up the road a ways when Anna came up her driveway. Panic *now*. While the old lady is not looking this way, Anna, you need to get back in the yard. NOW. SILENTLY. PLEASE. Adrenaline is... not a pleasant taste, like licking a flag pole in the middle of winter only to find that it's hot like a sunburn. All dogs on the correct side of the fence? Check. Old lady didn't notice? Check. Go for the car. Go for the car now. NOW. Quietly. No words.
She spots the dog she's after as we get into the car, points: "That's the dog". I think "so what?" but manage via fear and force of will to simply ignore the old lady and drive off. I wondered, momentarily if she would shoot the dog anyway. Later when I went to retrieve the dogs, they were all intact. I scrambled like hell and got the fuck away from there.
People carrying guns make me want guns. I have always understood that logic. People carrying guns to threaten me and mine make me want a gun right now. I can understand having a gun in your house (though I still don't think it's safe) to protect thee and thine from all human-sized intruders. I can understand having a gun in your house if you live in bear country. I cannot, cannot, cannot understand why anyone would openly carry a gun in public and express the menacing will to use it. The truth is that most gun violence is committed against other people with guns. It's a lifestyle, or a social set, or some section of this country's population. Violence begets violence. Guns beget guns. It takes one person with a gun bought to hurt others to make ten or twenty others get guns in self-defense. It is a paradox, this fear. Some people go see scary movies because they don't have enough fear in their lives. Others live so covered in fear that the scary movies don't seem scary at all.
Then there was the neighbor lady who has all white hair and came walking up the drive looking like a well-rounded hick. She had a gun (have I ever seen someone with a gun other than on TV? No.) and was quite pissed that *another* dog had run through "scaring the deer". Not something you expect from the mouth of a person holding a gun and prepared to kill your dog with it. The deer? I'm sorry, what?
The scary lady walked up the road a ways when Anna came up her driveway. Panic *now*. While the old lady is not looking this way, Anna, you need to get back in the yard. NOW. SILENTLY. PLEASE. Adrenaline is... not a pleasant taste, like licking a flag pole in the middle of winter only to find that it's hot like a sunburn. All dogs on the correct side of the fence? Check. Old lady didn't notice? Check. Go for the car. Go for the car now. NOW. Quietly. No words.
She spots the dog she's after as we get into the car, points: "That's the dog". I think "so what?" but manage via fear and force of will to simply ignore the old lady and drive off. I wondered, momentarily if she would shoot the dog anyway. Later when I went to retrieve the dogs, they were all intact. I scrambled like hell and got the fuck away from there.
People carrying guns make me want guns. I have always understood that logic. People carrying guns to threaten me and mine make me want a gun right now. I can understand having a gun in your house (though I still don't think it's safe) to protect thee and thine from all human-sized intruders. I can understand having a gun in your house if you live in bear country. I cannot, cannot, cannot understand why anyone would openly carry a gun in public and express the menacing will to use it. The truth is that most gun violence is committed against other people with guns. It's a lifestyle, or a social set, or some section of this country's population. Violence begets violence. Guns beget guns. It takes one person with a gun bought to hurt others to make ten or twenty others get guns in self-defense. It is a paradox, this fear. Some people go see scary movies because they don't have enough fear in their lives. Others live so covered in fear that the scary movies don't seem scary at all.