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I'm more pro gun today than I was two days ago. Here's why.
So as you may or may not remember, I just moved from Shittyminster to the beautiful countryside. I am at the top of a massive hill in the middle of nowhere. It's bliss (literally, the nearest village has Bliss in the name).
So anyway, yesterday at around 8pm (it's pitch black), a car pulls up at my gate. He hangs around maybe 30 seconds, and leaves. 5 minutes later, he comes back, turns around at the gate, fucks off again.5 minutes later, returns, and appears to pick someone up. So whoever that was maybe was walking around my land, having a look. I can't imagine what the fuck else was going on. So I get paranoid, start looking at the law to see what I can arm myself with at home.
I can't even have pepper spray. Jesus fucking christ, it's very much illegal for me to boil up some chilli powder and some ethanol in an attempt to defend myself against potentially armed burglars. But I can have a big fuck off kitchen knife, because they can be used for other reasons beyond defending oneself. I've ordered a baseball bat off ebay, that's about as good as it gets for me.
Today, 8pm, car comes back. This time, instead of peering out the window thinking "wtf are they doing" I march to the gate, shine a torch at the car, note the registration plate, and return to my house. I wasn't subtle. They left shortly after, and didn't return (at least not yet).
So I'm left here, on my own, waiting for my baseball bat to arrive, hoping that writing something down on a piece of paper is enough of a deterrant for them to not return.
I want a gun.
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