In Iraq, I carried some sort of a weapon on some part of my body every day for two years. I carried a sidearm (M9 Beretta), I carried an M16, and sometimes I carried an M240…honestly it was annoying and often a giant pain in the ass. Nonetheless I eventually warmed to their heavy burden and guns managed to become a part of me, so much so that when I left the Army, I could not imagine my life without guns, and so I bought a few.
I am clearly not a gun enthusiast and going to the range is not my hobby; I am lucky if I haul my butt to a range four times a year. But even though I am not a gun freak, I have absolutely no problem with someone legally owing whatever kind of weapon they desire for whatever legal reason they desire. But this is where my patience stops…there is a certain kind of new gun owner that I am beginning to have a huge problem with….and one that threatens the very right that we hold sacred…gun owners (usually women) that own “girl” guns.
What is a “girl” gun? A “girl” gun is a gun that has been manufactured using a color or designs other than black or tactical. Ludicrous colors like: pink, purple, green, red, powder blue, zebra striped, polka-dotted, and even glitter; guns that feature illustrations of Hello Kitty, endearing quotes, and unicorns. I do not necessarily abhor the marketing of these absurd “girl” guns because it is sexist (which it totally is). No, I have a massive problem with “girl” guns for two very tactical and tangible reasons. 1: A pink glitter Hello Kitty M4 insults the grave business of taking life and 2: A pink glitter Hello Kitty M4 also threatens our very right to take it.
A gun is a tool designed to take life, and nothing more.
Sure one might drive out to the range every Saturday afternoon and shoot their guns as a hobby, or maybe they are just a collector. But make no mistake, the slaying capability within the weapon they are firing at that range on a Saturday afternoon or the one collecting dust in their safe still exists…the capacity to kill does not somehow depart the weapon simply because one is on a range in a cute outfit, wearing new tactical glasses and standing next to their boyfriend. Taking a life (even an animal’s life) no matter the evil that resides within that life is a very serious endeavor, and as such the tool used to extinguish that life should radiate terrifying, it should feel cold, it should smell metallic; a gun should feel and look like it can wreak total havoc.
Furthermore, owning and using a gun is a negotiation between mind and body; every time the weapon is handled the mind must make a connection and immediately comprehend the enormity of what the hand is holding. When one picks up a purple glitter gun, I am extremely doubtful that this vital mental connection occurs, and I am equally as confident that somewhere in that woman’s mind, she still, in some small way considers what she is holding to be a toy.
Any seasoned soldier will insist that one must get their head right before one learns to fire a gun (this is why the military spends about three solid weeks training a soldier how to wrap their brains around what exactly a gun is). Seasoned police officers and combat veterans also know that when human beings are shot with guns by other human beings it is carnage, it is chilling, it is truly something violent to behold, and for F*ck sake, firing a bullet into someone else’s body from a pink, purple or Hello Kitty glitter gun is just plain insulting to our entire civil society. If one requires a gun to be pink because one needs to feel “pretty” or “sexy” when they fire it, or if one requires their gun to be pink or glitter in hopes of cloaking the terror they feel when they hold it in their hand, then one clearly does not understand what they hold in their hand at all
“Girl” Guns and our right to bear arms:
I consider the right to bear arms to be the most vital measure of free citizenry, mess with it and we will have a revolution on our hands. But when a toddler picks up mommy’s purple Hello Kitty M4 and fires a 5.56 round into her chest, well than f*ck mommy’s right to own a weapon. When an American purchases a “girl” gun or sells a “girl” gun they have directly and ignorantly spit on our 2nd amendment and have endangered it for all of us. Owning a gun comes with a very real and very heavy burden…fail to understand this burden by flaunting a ridiculous pink revolver or unicorn Glock, and you…yes you, are directly responsible for one additional chink in our armor that is the 2nd Amendment.
If you are a woman (or man) thinking about owning guns, or if you are a husband, boyfriend or father thinking about buying your special someone a gun, do us all a favor: resist the urge to purchase a gun that does not look like a gun. When we pull the trigger of a gun we should be standing in two places and two places only: on a range, practicing to end a life, or actually ending one. Pulling the trigger of a purple glitter Hello Kitty gun is like wearing a purple glitter Hello Kitty dress to your most loved one’s funeral…its wrong. Some things are just meant to be hallowed, forbidding, cold, heavy, and definitely not pink.