Why I Carry a Gun
I don’t carry a gun to kill people. I carry a gun to keep from being killed.
I don’t carry a gun to scare people. ….I carry a gun because sometimes this world can be a scary place.
I don’t carry a gun because I’m paranoid. I carry a gun because there are real threats in the world to freedom, life, and liberty.
I don’t carry a gun because I’m evil. …I carry a gun because I have lived long enough to see the evil in the world.
I don’t carry a gun because I hate my country. I carry a gun because I understand and have experienced the limitations and abuses of government.
I don’t carry a gun because I’m angry. …I carry a gun so that I don’t have to spend the rest of my life hating myself for failing to be prepared.
I don’t carry a gun because I want to shoot someone. I carry a gun because I want to die at a ripe old age in my bed, and not on a sidewalk somewhere, tomorrow afternoon.
I don’t carry a gun because I’m a cowboy. …I carry a gun because, when I die and go to Heaven, it will be with the knowledge that I was a “Sheepdog”, who helped protect innocent lives.
I don’t carry a gun to make me feel like a man. I carry a gun because men know how to take care of themselves and the ones they love.
I don’t carry a gun because I feel inadequate. …I carry a gun because, unarmed and facing three armed thugs, I am inadequate.
I don’t carry a gun because I love it…. I carry a gun because I love life, and the people who make it meaningful to me.
