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Both my dad and grandfather (my dad, a Deputy & my late grandfather, a former Reserve) are & were pro-gun ownership. Mainly, because they always needed to have one. My Dad still does. My Mom, also part of the Los Angeles Sheriff's Dept. is against them. Because I grew up with my Mom, we never had one in the house. They were totally forbidden. My boyfriend's dad is a Police Sergeant as well, and I'm interested to know his feelings, so I'll have to ask. I once dated an Undercover Narcotics Detective who was and had to be packing at all times. It made me extremely uncomfotable. Silly as it may sound, I was afraid he would hug me too tight, the safety would pop-off and boo-ya! Goodnight, Ally. :( I could always feel the gun when he hugged me (which answers the age old question if he was really happy to see me :p). If it wasn't his hidden badge, it was the gun. Nobody wants to feel that on their skin in any circumstance. Creepy, no? Also, a main point- my Dad did not insist on the guns until a prowler was found on our property. He wanted to make sure that I was protected. I don't feel the need to have one. However, does it make me feel a bit safer knowing it's there? I'd be lying if I said "no". Oddly, I also feel unsafe at times knowing it's there. I'm always panicked some sort of accident can happen. However, if I truly didn't want it, I could rid myself of it. It's there on a "just-in-case-but-I-PRAY-I NEVER-need-it-EVER basis. I mean, you won't find me polishing it and Wyatt Earping in front of the mirror. You'd never know I even had one. That's the way I want it. It's NOT a toy or a trophy. Guns are a loaded issue (no pun intended). It's all about personal opinion. And of course, being a responsible and law-abiding gun owner. My Dad wouldn't have given me one if I would have been a hot-headed, act-on-impulse, troubled and reckless individual who thrived on bullying and fighting. He knows his daughter is a big ol' fraidy cat who doesn't like to kill household spiders. I prefer that they are "set free". Born free, as free as the wind blows, lil' fellas. ;) |
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The schools in the state may be on alert because of issues like these above. Maybe that's why the punishment seems harsh. In context with stories like these (granted the 2nd story doesn't say if it's the students or not) I find what the school did to that kid to be just. |
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If the same incident happened to our family, he'd probably change his mind and issue us all firearms. :) |
I stand by my insistence that suspension isn't the answer. It's an answer, and I suppose any attempt is better than none, but I feel that this could have a negative repercussion if there is a bigger issue at hand with the child.
I was suspended once, for a prank. I carried the least part in it, had been a model student, and yet I got the greatest punishment. Not only was I suspended, I had to go to "Saturday School." The suspension was a mere nuisance, and I got to chill out at home. (I am not even sure mom knew what was really going on). My biggest problem was how angry I felt toward the school administration for my seemingly excessive punishment in relation to my crime. Had I been having other issues who knows where it could have led. It was in my senior year of high school, and I still carry a distrust of authority that I have no doubt was only affirmed by my incident. I feel that there is almost no situation in which suspension would be the correct course of action. Nothing ever really gets learned with suspension. It's usually just another prime example of authority not really doing anything but pretending to punish. "Let's get so-and-so out of our hair." The most effective part of my punishment was probably the Saturday School. Even a detention would have made more sense (to me) than a suspension. Oh well. |
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I was never suspended from school. I was never sent to the principal's office for my actions. (I voluntarily went to see the principal to complain about the shoddy job of teachers of mine, and I also went to protest the mandatory church services at my high school, but I never went because of something I did.) Why? Because I didn't do messed up things. Even when I was ten, I'd know that anything I put on homework goes directly to the teacher's eyes. I wasn't dumb. I was raised to be accountable for my actions and if I mess up, I pay for it. |
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I forgot to mention, too, that the gun has caused me a few scary nightmares (when I first got it). I once dreamt that it engaged and fired the bullet right at me. The bullet moved in slo-mo Matrix style and I woke up right before it hit. I swear, I almost wanted to empty the chamber and go bury it right then & there. However, I also dreamt once that I was walking down my staircase and as I approached the family room, I could hear & see gun brandishing thugs tying up my family and threatening to kill them. I pulled my gun out of the back of my jeans (no, seriously, aside from the movies & TV, who's keepin' it there? :rolleyes: ) and I could feel myself fill with dread and panic wondering if I had the stones to fire it. Wondering if I'd miss. Wondering if I'd be fired at first. Wondering that if, even in self-defense, how would I live knowing I'd taken a life? As my dream/nightmare continued, somebody finally spotted me, raised their gun toward me and I fired. First. Me and my family's safety was the bottom line. I woke up sick to my stomach. I ask myself all of the questions that I asked myself in my nightmare in real life, so I'm sure that's why I dreamt it. Seriously, I think I need to just ditch my gun & go live in the Alps. HeidiOops! ;) :p |
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Got suspended myself for fighting... my parents always said, "Never hit first, but if they hit you, hit them back and make them bleed." And they supported me getting suspended for it, because that's exactly how it happened. Lost the fight, technically, but they were right that the person would never mess with me again. But I guess you could see a disrespect for authority being bred by the fact that both people get suspended regardless of who the instigator was - like what, I'm just going to sit there and let some chica pound my face in so she can abuse me the rest of the school year? I don't think so. |
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Being the son of a cop and a fundamentalist Catholic mom, I was an angel. :blush: Which means I merely influenced others to do mischief. :D I never got into fights because I had bodyguards. One was named "Psycho" the other was a Kung Fu black belt. Also, everyone was scared of my dad... including me. |
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