My parents would never let me have a BB gun (Too Dangerous) But they bought me a 22, go figure. I bought my 3 step sons comemorative Daisys when they and their mother moved in with me. A lot of quality hours of bonding. I have around 10 BB or Pellet rifles now at the age of 63. I live in a suburban neighborhood where neighbors are close so shooting anything else is taboo. Rabit, squirrel and chipmunks fear me and my Crossman Phantom. Tree huggers hate me.
"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling, which thinks nothing is worth war, is worse. A man who has nothing which he cares more about than his own personal safety is a miserable creature, and has no chance of being free unless he is made free and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself" John Stuart Mill
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