Abigail Hauslohner at The Washington Post:
Fabian Rodriguez was cradling his new rifle when he stopped at one of the gun-show booths to purchase a $5 chicken fajita MRE.
The “Meal Ready to Eat” is a mainstay for troops on combat missions. But Rodriguez, a 28-year-old San Antonio native who sells auto paint for a living, wasn’t going anywhere that would require one.
“I like them,” he said. “Well, I like watching reviews of them. That’s something people do online, like, open them up and do taste tests.”
Rodriguez, who wears his handlebar mustache slicked into points and never leaves home without his cowboy boots, had come to the gun show to buy his first AR-15, a variant model of the M-16 and M-4 assault rifles that are used by the military, and currently the most popular rifle on the market.
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The expanse of tables before him display AR-15s, AK-47s and every other sort of assault-style rifle; hefty shotguns and sleek, modern hunting rifles; handguns that range from high caliber Smith & Wessons to tiny Derringer guns that fit in the palm of your hand.
He makes his way past boxes of ammunition, T-shirts that say things like “CNN IS FAKE NEWS,” and a $1,900 Magnum Desert Eagle that he immediately recognizes as the gun Angelina Jolie carried in the movie “Tomb Raider.” “That specific one she used in the movie was 50-caliber, which is humongous,” he says.
He finds a strap for his AR, and a quick-disconnect for the strap. He inquires about left-handed adjustments and revisits the table where yesterday he purchased an AR-15 magazine engraved with the “Don’t tread on me” snake logo, just like the one pictured on the worn leather wallet that he is now again removing from his pocket.
“Can I still get that discount if I bought one yesterday?” he asks the vendor.
“Yeah, the two for $35?”
Rodriguez nods.
“I remember you,” the vendor adds, as Rodriguez hands him the cash for another magazine, this one engraved with the words, “You can’t protect the First without the Second.
[ … ]
The NSSF, an association of gun manufacturers and sellers — which several years ago started calling ARs “modern sporting rifles” — likes to hype the idea of the AR’s versatility as the key to its appeal: a gun for hunting, home security and whatever else you might need.
David Chipman, who used to carry an AR-15 for his job as a special agent with the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms, thinks there’s more to it.
“I would compare it to the same reason Americans might want a muscle car or enjoy a muscle car: It’s American-made, it has outsized power,” said Chipman, who left ATF after a 25-year career and now serves as a senior policy adviser to the gun-control advocacy group Giffords.
There’s a sort of “X-Game-type sensibility” to it, he said, a fixture of “American culture that I see most often with men.”
Rodriguez encounters plenty of skeptics in addition to his mother who ask him why anyone would need so many guns, particularly a semiautomatic rifle like an AR-15 — a gun that can fire 45 high-velocity rounds per minute, bullets that travel so fast that their shock waves mimic an explosion as they enter a body.
His honest answer: He doesn’t need them.
He wants them because he enjoys them, and the Constitution gives him the right to have them.
“I know I don’t need it,” he says of the AR-15. “The revolver, statistically speaking, is more than enough to defend myself.”
But it’s frustrating when people ask him this, because that’s not the point.
The point is that the Second Amendment protects his right to bear arms, whatever and however many he wants, as a guard against tyranny.
Hmm … there’s nothing comparable to getting an “authority” like a former ATF agent to say that there’s some mystique about the gun, alluring, tempting, tantalizing, beckoning people who otherwise wouldn’t want them to come, come, come to me, dear soul, and shoot me. I can make your life complete.
Good God, what claptrap. It’s as if Abigail has gone on a quest to hunt the snark, to find the great unwashed dirt people who eat beef, wear cowboy boots and hats, work an hourly job, get their hands dirty, run tooling equipment, run horses and cattle, drive trucks, and so on the list could go. She’s heard that such people exist, but never actually met one inside the beltway.
Ooo … an expanse of tables with guns and ammo, tee shirts, and stupid bumper stickers. And the allure and beckon of guns and money exchanging hands. It’s as if there is actually private enterprise going on in America.
Give me a call, honey. I can take you up to where they make corn liquor and don’t take kindly to FedGov sticking their nose around. And you can shoot an AR-15 too. Wouldn’t you enjoy that? It’s the next logical step for you.
Seriously, gun owners know the first rule of gun club, which is that you don’t talk about gun club to the MSM. That’s why gun data on ownership is so crappy. Most gun owners aren’t going to talk, or if they do, they aren’t going to tell the truth. Every now and then a MSM writer finds a gullible dunce like this to follow around.
Remember folks, the first rule of gun club is that you don’t talk about gun club to the MSM. You only talk about gun club to make other gun owners among the potential recruits.