Guns don't kill guns.
I'm a fan of guns as inanimate objects, but less so as human possessions.
Mostly because when you combine human incompetence, instability, comfortability with deadly ranged force multipliers, sometimes stuff gets troublesome or even broken. Sure if you're a great enough dip****, you can still inflict some harm to the stuck-ups at your highschool with a spoon, but if your parents encourage you to buy a so-called sporting rifle to deal or distract you from your untreated anger issues, it could lead to unfortunate events unfolding live on CNN. Then again, it's not only an American tradition, is a giant industry, a way of life and a means of living, Just like the proliferation of opioids to the extend these products spill over and flood the streets, while there is catastrophic collateral damage, job creation and profits are not unsubstantial.
Loved drawing guns as a kid, loved watching gunplay in Aliens, Terminator and Predator, but getting educated in shooting them in the Air force bored me to death and the idiocy and dangerous disregard I witnessed on a few occasions on the firing line instilled a dislike for firearms handling and range time. I went shooting with my brother in law a couple of times for a little welcome to the family bonding, but honestly I prefer bonding in shorter intervals.
In summery: It's a no from me.
