Recoil

So a friend of mine came over the other last night and we got in a heated debate.

When you pull the trigger of any firearm you without a doubt feel its recoil. This much in known, But our debate was not over this simple fact, it was over whether or not you ever felt the true power of the projectile. The brute force of the gun powder unleashing its strength. The searing pain as it takes a life.

As a true hunter I lean towards the side of one who says yes you do. It is present in the strength we gain from eating our harvest. Warming us as we wrap our persons in its hide.

As a true pessimist my friend took the side of one who uses a firearm as not a tool but as a weapon. Reasoning that the criminal who guns down the innocent does not feel the truth of what he does but rather dismisses it and plays into his own greed. He selfishly takes what is not his and moves on.

Then rebutting with the the grief and regret that must catch up with someone who lives a lifestyle above the law I made my case that these were not the reasons for which our forefathers created such firearms.

To which my friend countered such conditions were the same reason our new president elect, and vice president elect wish to raise ammo and firearm taxes FIVE hundred percent!

So at the end of the night it was a draw between the two of us.

So I ask you, when you take a life is it in respect for a creature that you may prosper from its lose of life or is it greed upon which you act.

The photo that spawned the debate.

This blog is in part due to my good friend who finally came to visit

Sailor Jerry