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It doesn't really matter who the problem is, the point is that a campus full of alcohol and guns is a tragedy waiting to happen.
When you're banning the wrong behavior, of course it matters who's the problem.
If you view the alcohol (rather than the guns) as being the primary problem and know of a way to prevent college students who want to drink from drinking, let's deal with that first. THEN maybe we can talk about having guns on campus.
If only I had the ability.
The reason I'm opposed to guns on most residential campuses is the same reason that I don't think people should be allowed to bring a gun into a bar or club: the alcohol.
In my state it doesn't matter where you are, you simply are not allowed to be legally intoxicated while in possession of a firearm.
Additionally, we aren't allowed to carry inside a business "who derive at least half their income from the sale of alcohol". This includes bars and liquor stores.
Sidebar:
New years eve I was out with my brother and his now X looking for some adult refreshments. Now, my brother's X didn't know I ever touched a firearm outside of military. I knew that if she did, she would want to see it and play with it and basically get in all kinds of trouble. Anyway, we came to a liquor store and knowing the law preventing me from entering (I always carry) but also wanting to be discreet about it (because of his X) I told him I would wait in the car. He knew why and went and bought what he wanted.
His X is always looking for a way to pick on someone...probably why she's his X now...and tried to make an issue teasing me about staying in the car for that one store. I shrugged it off, not wanting to make an issue out of it, but refused to offer an explanation to her as, again, I wanted to be discrete about carrying.
No sooner did I ask her to drop it when, silly me, having gotten comfortable at my brother's house, took off my sweater, and there was my pistol for all to see; and her silly games began again.
She will not be missed.