It’s regulated in our state of Washington.
I don’t care one way or the other. I never wanted to own a gun except when I was trying to kill myself. Looking back, I’m glad I didn’t own a gun then. When I got stable and no longer wanted to die, I had no urge to own a gun. Still don’t.
A gun in this house would be a the beginning of a tragic accident. My sister babysits so many curious little fingers, there are nieces and nephews and neighbor kids around. I’d hate to have a gun in the house.
I fish, not hunt… I live near a downtown core of a large city. What am I going to hunt? I’m a city mouse. I admit it. Except for yesterday oddly enough… gun violence in my city is very very low. I’ve never been mugged by gun point. I’ve been mugged by butter knife point and broken bottle point, but never gun point.
More people get hit by cars in our city then shot. The car is more lethal here, but I’m still allowed to drive. Restrictive gun law’s don’t bother me. With as much drama and trauma that has been in this family… I am glad I never owned a gun. The only gun owner in the family is our Mom. She’s a deadly shot. The rest of us? No. Not gun people. Never had the need.
Also, I am a pacifists.