I hate bringing this up

Truly, I do. I just don’t see any way to avoid it. The necessity of doing so is a royal pain in the…fundament. Let me begin by noting that I was a member of the NRA for exactly one year. As it turns out, I’m not much of a joiner. Besides, I have, especially over the last 20 years or so, been profoundly unimpressed by its sometimes less than enthusiastic support for the right to keep and bear arms. I would much prefer an organization of its size, with a commensurate ability to motivate voters, which had more of a take no prisoners approach (think in terms of a “what would happen if GOA got with JPFO and they had a child” sort of organization). Still, the NRA remains the 800 pound gorilla in the room. Hopefully, they will get their internal issues taken care of so they can focus on what’s important.

With all that said, the city of San Francisco of all places (everyone should visit for the food, regardless of your opinion of its politics) seems determined to drive people like me (back) into the NRA fold. How might that be accomplished, you ask? Why, by engaging in this sort of oozing, putrescent, self-serving, virtue-signaling, political nonsense.

Old NFO recently noted that he doesn’t want interesting times, again. I quite agree. Sadly, there are people closer to me than the San Francisco Board of Supervisors who seem either oddly determined to bring them on, or foolishly convinced they can never occur. As evidence, I submit my current, favorite delightful little quisling, Beto O’Rourke and his asinine-bordering-on-betrayal-of-his-oath comments.

I don’t want to talk about this stuff. Do you know what I want to do? I want to tend my garden, raise a few chickens and rabbits, cook for family and friends and spend real time with them, learn to brew beer, play my guitar, ride my motorcycle, go to the range, actually finish a book and get paid for it, hunt, fish, camp and go to church. Instead, I find myself facing a seemingly increasing number of asshats who appear determined to force those of us who value the individual over the collective, and freedom over safety, into a corner where we decide we have no choice but to do the thing.

I don’t want to do the thing. I would very much appreciate not being forced to in any way participate in doing the thing, ever again.

Not a happy day at RM Ranch.