Fellow Bostonians: How many of us wished we had an assault weapon last night?

He isn't going to answer your question, he's going to divert to another subject or claim.

Nuh-uh.

Wrong again. I was indeed pointing out the fact that your lies and name-calling are evidence that you cannot defend your position using facts and logic.

Nope.

Denying reality will not change the fact that I pointed out that your lies and name-calling are evidence that you are unable to defend your position using facts or logic.

Keep chasing that tail!

All I'm doing is pointing out the fact that your lies and name-calling are evidence that you cannot defend your position using facts and logic.

Nuh-uh.

Denying reality will not change the fact that I pointed out that your lies and name-calling are evidence that you cannot defend your position using facts and logic.

I wouldnt call it tactical expertise but we were fired on by African rebels in Nigeria, and we took cover beneath our drill rigs and heavy"Yellow iron". I still lost my close friend and chief driller at that time. The marines we had escorting us made it a hort fore fight in which the rebels were all "accounted for". The guys rarely used "spray and pray" .Our guys worked thir targets one by two. The rebels ere like St Valentines Day. constantly reloading and shooting bursts with AK's .

I had the briefest of military weapons training at Ft Belvoir before our team, but I was already a lifelong hunter, so my weapon of choice was a30=06 pump Winnie (we were a civilian AID team there to provide water to the upper regions of Nigeria where they still used "Qanats" to get water and many of tos were just blowed up. (This was in the post Biafra years).
All my drillers and helpers were armed and most of them were Oklahoma or west Texas big rig guys who would carry hog rifles. That was our choice as long as the host govet was cool with it.

The thing was, if it wasnt for our marine protection wed a ben slaughtered . Nobody , including me,picked up our weapons, we were all trying to get as low and covered as we could whil the rebels just opened up on us and messed up our drill rigs. e got maybe 20 wells installed and the people really came to use em and we werent bothered by any rebels again because I think even they need water

I really think oral is a bot programmed to repeat incessantly few dumb lines and insisting they are " facts".

Well, you got the adrenaline flowing anyways! Now, multiply that by 10, 20, 100 and it can become addictive. That addiction is called PTSD and for some people must be replaced.

See my response from all the way over here.

Wrong again. You cannot provide any motivation for trying to outlaw pistol grips other than the joy that progressives get from violating people's civil liberties.

And your lies and name-calling are indeed evidence that you are unable to defend your position using facts or logic.

Your dislike of reality does not mean that facts are not facts.

Reread my previous response.

It is still the case that you cannot provide any motivation for outlawing pistol grips other than the fact that progressives enjoy violating people's civil liberties.

It is still the case that your lies and name-calling are evidence that you are not capable of defending your position using facts and logic.

I know that progressives really hate reality, but reality is going to keep on existing whether progressives like it or not.

Bots are more sophisticated than that.

More interesting too.

It's possible that he's read a story in the Reader's Digest that I recall seeing some time ago. Here's an excerpt:
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"Whoa, slow down there, MJ. Why the hell you out of breath?"

"I just came from the other side of the hill, and he's found our trail. We've gotta move."

"Are you sure it's him?"

"Yeah, I was close enough to see his face with the binoculars. It's him alright. And he has a rifle. We gotta move!"

"Not so fast, MJ. Maybe he does have a rifle, but so do we."

"Yeah, but . . ."

"But what? Spit it out man."

"But his rifle has a--it has a--"

"Just fuckin' say it."

"It's got a goddam pistol grip!"

InfraBlue spit the coffee in his mouth out onto the ground, and without wiping his chin, turned and locked eyes with MJ. "****!" he said, the word echoing off the distant canyon wall. "Are you absolutely certain it has a pistol grip?"

"I'm telling you I saw it. It was as clear as that pimple on your forehead." An awkward silence followed. "Aw InfraBlue, I didn't mean to--"

"Didn't mean to what, MJ?"

"I just spoke without thinking, man. I'm sorry. That was just the stress talking."

"Still hurtful, MJ, and totally uncalled for."

"You're right. You're right. Hell, the truth is, it doesn't look even half as big as it did yesterday."

"Thanks. I've been drinking lots of water and I think that's what's making the difference. Anyway, what the hell we gonna do?"

"We could just run like hell."

"Nope. I heard tell that anyone carrying a rifle with a pistol grip can run faster and jump higher than people without one."

"I thought that was only true about PF Flyers."

"It was, until some son of a bitch invented the pistol grip."

After a half minute of silence, InfraBlue said, "Okay, first thing we do is not panic."

"Not panic?" MJ said, not believing what he had just heard. "Did you not just say that his rifle has a pistol grip? And what if that ******'s wearing PF Flyers, too?"

"Yeah I heard ya, but just hear me out. I'm sure that if I can get close enough to his camp, I can get a shot at his rifle and take out the pistol grip. Then the odds would be even."

"Say, that's not a bad idea. Okay then, why don't you--hey, wait a minute. If you can get close enough to take out the rifle's pistol grip, why don't you just put a bullet in the guy's head?"

"Hmmm. Ya know, that sounds crazy enough that it might just work."

"I know, right? I mean, that rifle of his sure ain't gonna get up and shoot at us all by itself. Right?"

"I wouldn't think so. But then again, it does have a pistol grip, and that being the case, there's just no tellin'. I've heard things."

"Alright then, shoot him in the head, and if that rifle of his gives us any trouble after that, well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

"Hey! I got a better idea. I'll put a bullet in his head, AND take out that rifle's pistol grip."

"Goddam, MJ, you're a fuckin' genius."

"Well I certainly do have my moments."