Ok, I just read about well regulated militia, that I was not aware of, but I am not quite sure I get all of it. To own a gun, you were supposed to take training and be available to defend the country? Sounds like a pretty good idea, at that time, to me.
I don't buy the "self defense" argument either. What happens if you come from a drink with some friends in the middle of the night and find me with your wife naked on the couch (not trying to offend anybody here)? Would the thought of going to your room, take that gun and point it a me not even cross your mind? Most wouldn't pull the trigger, but some would. Now let's say I happen to carry a gun as well, what happens? This has more much chance of happening as somebody getting inside your home with a gun and shoot somebody.
You don't buy it?? :chuckles: Well, I wasn't trying to sell it, so we're all good. You're naivity is a bit comical, I do have to say. Then again, I remember you writing you don't lock your doors, either, so there's that thing that brings me right back to Darwin's Theory of Evolution, and you, sir, must be one lucky little devil to have been spared thus far. Before I get to your cheating wife scenario, let me just tell you that I grew up in Cleveland. Not a suburb with a white picket fence and green acres like Dover, Ohio. But, the heart of Cleveland. I came home from school one day when I was in 2nd grade to a busted down door and a looted home. I was horrified. Our home was trashed and all our valuables, and even some invaluables, were gone. The very next day, my Mom bought us our first Doberman and enrolled me in wrestling. Not that a second grader learning how to wrestle was gonna do any good, but it needed to be done for my own confidence/peace of mind. My Mom then went out and bought a .38. Would you believe almost a month to the day that same asshole came back? Even with a Dobie in the house, he felt we were an easy target. Small child and a single Mother, he broke in while I was walking our dog and my Mom was home alone. I'm sure he had bad intentions, much worse than just plain old burglary. With a solid oak door he found entry a little difficult and by the time he got in, my Mom was standing there staring at our downstairs neighbor's son. He just turned 18. We always knew he was a punk, but never thought he was a dumbfuck, too. She was shaking like a leaf in a windstorm, but that asshole was a lot more scared than she was. He went to jail, all in one piece mind you, and was later charged with robbing not only our home, but a couple others a few local businesses, as well.
First off, in your cheating wife scenario, she would never be so stupid. But, no, I wouldn't shoot ya. I'd take much more pleasure out of using my hands to remove you from my house. She wouldn't be far behind you, either. You see, as just being some normal jackass, you pose no threat to my life. You're just a douchebag. I'm not a criminal, you see. I would never shoot someone that isn't posing an immediate threat to mine or my families life. It's just that simple.
