My husband arrived in my life with, among other aspects, cats and a rifle/shotgun.
I don't know the difference.
A shotgun is smooth inside its gunbarrel
and it usually fires multiple projectiles at the same time,
forming a cone of metal spray.
A rifle fires one projectile at a time.
The interior surface
of its gunbarrel has a spiral shaped groove
cut into the metal, along the length of the gunbarrel, to guide the projectile.
That provides much greater accuracy.
When my father died, I sold his rifles to Abercrombie and Finch, who probably chuckled as I walked away.
That was when they were a serious store, or so I thought.
Is there a problem with Abercrombie and Finch, now ?
That was the same gun that didn't protect his family in a home invasion.
Was the car in the driveway the one that did not protect his family
and the police in the precinct, the ones that did not protect the family??
For proper use, the gun must be taken OUT
of the closet
and aimed at the home invaders before discharging its contents
in their direction, to give them a 1 gun salute.
He was raised in what I think of as Los Angeles' most troubled neighborhood, not far from the start of the Watt's riots (he was a somewhat chubby white kid, playing baseball that day, in Watts ) and their house, where the parents still lived, was a mere block or so from the heart of the mess in 1992. I tolerated the gun, given what he had been through (family on the floor, the crippled mother running out the door when the thugs were in the back rooms or in between - if I remember, she was much the closest and certainly craziest). Their fear was that the thugs would shoot her. The gun was in the closet the whole time.
Was that the gun's fault???? or its owners' ???
The thugs left, getting only my bro in law's piggy bank.
If I have any identity, it is that I don't like guns and bombs.
Each to his own taste, the same as the thread
regarding failure to vaccinate.
How was the Zoo book ???