I talk to a lot of Black people about guns. They ask me what I do, and I mention the fact that I have a blog that discusses gun ownership in the Black community. The next thing you know, we trying to figure out when we can get to the range.
I’m a liberal progressive with progressive friends but even I’m kind of amazed by how many of them aren’t anti gun. One thing I do see, however, is a whole lot of misinformation when it comes to actually carrying them. As a result, I have a lot of friends who are pro gun, fewer who own them, a handful who get to the range regularly and almost none that actually carry.
Truth is, we believe some weird shit. I know, because people have told me. I know, because not too long ago, I held the same beliefs.
It’s time to start shooting those myths down. I want you to get your CCW. The next time you come to the range wearing your Bernie Sanders pin, tell em Daddys-gun sent ya.
Originally, this was going to be a single post. Then I got to my fifth reason and things took a left turn. I was bisecting the idea that if you are armed, you are more likely to get shot by a cop. I began writing about Tamir Rice, John Crawford and Jordan Davis and realized that this had to be a post unto itself. Things had gone from lighthearted to dead serious.
The upshot is, now I have time to include your questions. If you have anything that you want to know about getting your CCW, let me know. I’m not an expert but I can point you in the right direction and I can share it with my readers. There’s probably a handful of people who are wondering the same thing you are.
By the way, these myths are in no particular order. And I’ve believed every one of them at one time or another.
Myth #1: I shouldn’t get a CCW because of my temper.
I’ve heard this one a lot, and always from the people who you’d least expect. It’s never the brother that wants to pick a fight with the clerk at 7-11 because he put the money on the counter, and not in his hand. Those guys, with the perpetual rage-bulge in the centers of their foreheads don’t think twice.
I’m thinking about those people who still have vivid flashbacks about the time they got sooooooo mad in traffic that they almost cut someone off. People like my Dad, who recounts an incident in Virginia when a truck almost drive him off of a bridge a few years back. “I’m glad I didn’t have a gun on me.” he says. “I would have killed him.”
No you wouldn’t.
My father is in his 70’s. In those years, he has had a whole lot of very good reasons to shoot people, but he never has. He’s never stabbed anyone, thrown a drink in anyone’s face like the star of his own reality show, or even bonked someone’s nose like Homie the Clown. And it’s not because he hasn’t felt the urge to do so. He’s just not a violent guy.
Then there’s Mr. McCullough. My daughter calls him Granddad, although there is no relation. He owns a day care center in East Atlanta. Some of his graduates have gone on to Morehouse and Spellman. A lot of them return to him with their kids.
He told me the same thing. “I don’t need something like that. I’d kill somebody.”
If he says he doesn’t need to carry a gun, I’ll take his word for it. But let’s make one thing clear Mr. McCullough, you aren’t going to kill anyone. With or without a gun, the odds of your 60’ish year ole self going on a murder spree are slim as hell. So stop playing.
So, why do so many otherwise intelligent, rational and non-violent people believe that they are so absolutely capable of casual murder? For the same reason that some people believe that if they move too close to a ledge, they will be gripped with the irresistible urge to jump off.
For the longest time I was afraid to hold babies. Why? I thought I might put my finger through the soft spots on their heads. I have a five-year old now. I’ve held her just about every day since she was born. She lived through the soft spot days, despite my irrational fear. Because I’m not psycho.
You know yourself better than anyone else. Maybe you actually need help dealing with your rage. If so, it is probably a good idea if you find someone to talk to about it.
But if you aren’t that guy, living on the edge and simmering with murderous insanity, ask yourself why you give yourself such little credit. Does driving a car fill you with dread, because you’re mortified that you’ll smush the next pedestrian you see? You ever start cutting vegetables and have to wrestle the knife from your had because you might start stabbing up the joint? Then a gun on your hip isn’t going to make you kill.
If that’s your reason for not getting your CCW, quit it. Either get emotional help or remove it from your list of excuses. And even if you don’t ever have any intentions of getting your gun license, stop saying it.