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My wife still doesn't like guns herself. However, over the past several years my CCW has become less and less of an issue for her. In fact, with the tiger attack at the San Francisco zoo, she even offered to get me a shoulder holster for my 4 inch .44mag so I could carry that at the zoo in lieu of my 4 inch 1911.
She still thinks it's pointless to strap it on every time we leave the house, but she doesn't mind and she's beginning to actually appreciate having it under some circumstances.
ETA: I'm sticking with the .45acp. The .44mag would have too much penetration for anything but a large animal scenario. Besides I carry large animal ammo in my spare mag when we go there. It doesn't make it a .44mag, but Double Tap 230gr FMJ Flat Points are very hot and penetrate as well as anything I could hope fore out of a 1911.
"Wise people learn when they can; fools learn when they must." - The Duke of Wellington
Sometimes it just takes a little demo like that.
I had a friend that was a screaming anti. He would tell me just wait for the cops.
One night I was at his house for dinner. The discussion came up.
Here was my answer. I told him to consider himself tied up and his wife had called 911. I took his 16 year old daughter in another room and as I left told him , I'll be busy until the cops arrive.
His wife told him to shut up after that. She figured it out.
Gun control is hitting what you aim at
Both Matiki and AirForceShooter....
Those are good ways of convincing people. Isn't it sad that it sometimes it comes down to real-life or near real-life for people to get the message?
I will support gun control when you can guarantee all guns are removed from this planet. That includes military and law enforcement. When you can accomplish that, then I will be the last person to lay down my gun. Then I will carry the weapon that replaces the gun.
I'd spend the money on lottery tickets instead. Your chances of going to the zoo and getting attacked by a tiger are probably a lot less then your chances of winning the lottery.
I especially like the scenarios used to get the point across in a very real manner. Not sure if i would have thought of that.
So Matiki, did you really kick down your door?!? lol
This is mine. That is yours.
Lets keep it that way.
By the way, for all of Denver's liberal leanings, the Denver zoo has a "shooter" team. They keep weapons of varying calibers available for emergencies. At least they're prepared to do what needs to be done. I don't know if San Francisco had one. I doubt it since there was no news of it being deployed, and after all, it is the left most edge of the left coast.
The Phoenix Zoo had a few baboons escape a few years ago. It was hushed up since nobody got hurt and it is a city-owned facility. They can be some nasty fellows.
I think that some of those escaped baboons wound up in Washington.
Breath Control + Trigger control + Sight alignment = Gun control.
I totally agree on the baboons.
By the way, the "code red" procedure (from our experience) is to have a fat chick in a too-tight zoo uniform and a walkie-talkie herd people into a small (still outside) area.
I guess the plan is that she would protect us all from the hyena. She could use her walkie-talkie to beat an animal capable of biting through your thigh bone.
But like I said earlier, at least they have a "shooter team".
Fortunately, my family travels with it's own shooter team, and I don't have to run to a locker to retrieve my gun.
[QUOTE]My wife came around to concealed carry after I gave her a demonstration of what would happen if she retreated to the bedroom to wait four minutes for 911 to respond. We had to replace the bedroom door and jam anyways. So I gave her a 2 second head start from the kitchen downstairs (to simulate the time for me to break into the sliding door), and chased her upstairs. I had the door kicked down and put her in a big bear hug before she could pick up the phone. We've had a shotgun upstairs and a handgun downstairs ever since, and I'm always pestered with the same question before we go anywhere... "Did you remember your gun?"