As part of my ongoing commitment to original political research, I'm watching a DVD. The title: "Gun Crazy". It's film noir. 1949. Trying to get inside the mind of Paul Martin's Liberals. It's working.
So far, I've learned that it all starts with a sling-shot, and then progresses to a BB gun. From there, I guess it's a short step to gangs, drugs and the mean streets of the big T-O.
The young BB shooter looks unsettlingly like a young Lee Harvey Oswald.
I keep wanting to shout out "register the gun!, register the gun!".
This cannot end well.
Postscript: It doesn't. The message: Crime does not pay.
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I keep wanting to shout out "register the gun!, register the gun!"
LOL, Richard!
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