“First time?” Not sure what gave it away. I assume that I am acting like a terrified deer, jumpy, my eyes wide, my pulse racing. Or maybe it’s that I keep putting at least 5 feet between myself and the gun, heavy in its basket.
As an armed security police officer, I carried a side arm and a semi-automatic rifle everyday while I was on shift. People with mental illness can be responsible with a firearm, and like me, they can even be kick-ass first responders that are ready to serve their communities.
In the wake of the deaths of six- and seven-year-olds in Newtown, CT, giving my kid a toy gun just doesn't seem right. And I am not at all comfortable with the violence marketed to kids through video games and movies.
The United States has a very complex and tormented relationship with guns, and a debate format is just really not the best place to be exploring gun policy, gun violence and gun ownership. So I braced myself for a wild ride, and I got one.