Thursday, August 30, 2012

What's in a name?

I hadn't planned on making two posts back to back, but the circumstances seemed to dictate that I do. Just to set the stage, I live in a semi-rural part of Carolina del Norte, on a wooded parcel that was once part of my Grandfather's farm, and as such has the normal sprawl of buildings, sheds and barns that southern farms acquire after years of use.  I was getting ready for work, when I saw a pickup truck drive up beside my barn behind my house. I did not recognize the truck, and then did not recognize the occupants that got out and began to look around the accumulated junk in the barn. I decided to investigate, so I put on a pair of jeans, slipped on my shoes, picked up my phone, slung my Rural Residential Defense Carbine over my back and walked outside to see what was going on. Yes, the two men were shocked at the shirtless man with the RRDC, and very politely said that they were looking to buy old cars.  I informed them that this was private property, and nothing was for sale.  They saddled up and drove off.  The barn road does look as residential as my driveway, so I am trying to not be all freaked out about it. I called the Sheriff's department, and gave them a description of the men and their truck, and told them I asked them to leave.

So now someone is asking why I don't call my collapsing stock AR-15 shorty by the name the mASS media does.  Simple.  I'm not 'assaulting' a damn thing. I'm defending my property and family.  I live in a rural residence. It is a carbine. Ergo, RRDC. 

Part two is someone will say I should have called the law and sat back and waited.  First, sitting back and watching folks I don't know poke around my house is not a strong suite of mine. Second, I know how long it takes for the good guys to get there, and I know how many deputies my local sheriff has on the road at any one time. 

Finally, for anyone else who is getting all weak kneed and peepee-panted that I was going out armed on my own property to potentially confront someone who may have been innocently trespassing with no other bad intent...

Waah.

Don't lecture me about accidents, the fact that I have now introduced a gun to a situation that may not have had one before, or that I may be scaring some poor innocent and the gun on my hip or back is 'assaultive behavior'. I've worn a gun into 20 years of bar fights, domestic disturbances, and a couple of damn near riots. Tactically, two of them, one of me, they have a vehicle. So gun, yes. Long gun, yes.

Anyways, that's all the news that is news here in red clay country. Semper Gumby.

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