Letters from the Lunar Outpost

To give pain is the tyranny; to make happy, the true empire of beauty.
- Richard Steele, English Essayist and Playwright (1672-1729)

You’re sound asleep when you hear a thump outside your bedroom door.

Half-awake, and nearly paralyzed with fear, you hear muffled whispers. At least two people have broken into your house and are moving your way.

With your heart pumping, you reach down beside your bed and pick up your shotgun. You rack a shell into the chamber, then inch toward the door and open it.

In the darkness, you make out two shadows. One holds a weapon — it looks like a crowbar.

When the intruder brandishes it as if to strike, you raise the shotgun and fire. The blast knocks both thugs to the floor. One writhes and screams while the second man crawls to the front door and lurches outside.

As you pick up the telephone to call police, you know you’re in trouble. In your country, most guns were outlawed years before, and the few that are privately owned are so stringently regulated as to make them useless. Yours was never registered.

Police arrive and inform you that the second burglar has died. They arrest you for First Degree Murder and Illegal Possession of a Firearm.

When you talk to your attorney, he tells you not to worry: authorities will probably plea the case down to manslaughter. “What kind of sentence will I get?” you ask. “Only ten-to-twelve years,” he replies, as if that’s nothing. “Behave yourself, and you’ll be out in seven.”

The next day, the shooting is the lead story in the local newspaper. Somehow, you’re portrayed as an eccentric vigilante while the two men you shot are represented as choir boys. Their friends and relatives can’t find an unkind word to say about them. Buried deep down in the article, authorities acknowledge that both “victims” have been arrested numerous times. But the next day’s headline says it all: “Lovable Rogue Son Didn’t Deserve to Die.” The thieves have been transformed from career criminals into Robin Hood-type pranksters.

As the days wear on, the story takes wings. The national media picks it up, then the international media.

The surviving burglar has become a folk hero. Your attorney says the thief is preparing to sue you, and he’ll probably win.

The media publishes reports that your home has been burglarized several times in the past and that you’ve been critical of local police for their lack of effort in apprehending the suspects. After the last break-in, you told your neighbor that you would be prepared next time. The District Attorney uses this to allege that you were lying in wait for the burglars.

A few months later, you go to trial. The charges haven’t been reduced, as your lawyer had so confidently predicted. When you take the stand, your anger at the injustice of it all works against you. Prosecutors paint a picture of you as a mean, vengeful man.

It doesn’t take long for the jury to convict you of all charges.

The judge sentences you to life in prison.

This case really happened.

On August 22, 1999, Tony Martin of Emneth, Norfolk, England, killed one burglar and wounded a second. In April, 2000, he was convicted and is now serving a life term.

How did it become a crime to defend one’s own life in the once-great British Empire?

Read more: here.

– By Robert A. Waters, June 30, 2000

Hat tip: Monika S.

No doubt, some people would like to see that kind of draconian gun control make its way across the Atlantic to the former shores of the land of the free. Maybe we just need to get rid of this whole stigma about gun control being “anti-American”. Maybe gun control is really as American as ignorant college kids wearing Che Guevara t-shirts, as American as a New York Times writer winning a Pulitzer Prize for singing the praises of totalitarianism under Stalin in Soviet Russia. Maybe now that America has elected its first Communist president, it’s only fitting that we should follow in the jackbooted footsteps of every other Communist nation in history by stripping the plebs of their right to bear arms.

Waters’ article was written in 2000, but it’s even more relevant today with America ruled by a president who professed his heartfelt belief in the Second Amendment while campaigning, and who most assuredly laughs in private at the thought of actually being bound to anything he may have had to say to get elected.

There’s a parallel between the article, where a mass shooting in Britain involving a Kalashnikov rifle somehow translated to a confiscation of handguns, and what we’re seeing here in the U.S., with a pistol-weilding lunatic in Connecticut being used to revive the ban on assault rifles.

Of course, when the politicians tell you they’re only coming for your assualt rifles, realize they’re lying just as surely as their lips are moving. Joe Biden, the point man in the administration’s mission to dismantle the Second Amendment, has made it quite clear they’re willing to consider anything and everything the government can do to to strip the commoners of their freedoms in the name of the common good. What should they worry, the ruling elite can always depend on armed guards to provide for their own safety and for the safety of their children at school.

This has nothing to do with fake tears shed over a senseless tragedy, in the world of the ruling elite, this is about making sure the subjects of the state have no way of challenging their government overlords. This latest attempt at a governmental gun grab is not about the safety of the average American, after all, more hammers, clubs, and other blunt objects are involved in murders than rifles or shotguns. No, what this is about exploting a tragedy, this is about Obama trying to impose fundamental change on America by never allowing a serious crisis to go to waste.

The Great American Gun Grab

One thing all dictatorships have had in common is the disarming of the general population.

Image credit: Now The End Begins

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