Very very well said. I agree with you and grew up- in the 60's myself: my friend's big brother used to shoot jack rabbits in the field near our house.
You are quite correct; thank you for posting.
LOL thanks for the flowers, it's just my honest recollections.
If I had remembered any instance where anyone said "Oh he has a lot of guns, he's some Right wing a-hole" I would admit to it.
We did KNOW quite a few "right wing a-holes who had tonz o'gunz".
But I honestly didn't see much difference between their gun ownership and the reefer toking motorcycle mechanic guy who listened to the Dead and Hendrix all day long and chanted "Hell NO, we won't GO!", and waxed poetic about Timothy Leary and what not. He had a shotgun, a "Saturday Night Special"
(don't remember what kind it actually was) and a couple of old hunting rifles.
And the only thing I remember was
"Hey dude, don't **** with my pistol, you don't know what you're doing and don't **** with any man's guns anyway, you dig?"
And as we got older, he never really changed all that much, and he is still pretty much the same guy today except he's an old fart now...still owns the motorcycle shop, too.
Oh yeah, one of the "other guys" worked at the One Hour Martinizing"
(dry cleaning) shop in downtown Bethesda.
Hair all the way down his back, in a ponytail, smoked weed with us sometimes after work, commuted all the way to Bethesda and back every day from Martinsburg, West
(by God) Virginia where he had bought a cute little house for him and his gorgeous hippie girl wife.
He kept an old revolver under the counter of the dry cleaners.
This guy was about as "PEACE and ANTI-WAR" as it got.
His FATHER
(who threw him out of the house at sixteen because of his hair!) played an instrumental role in the overthrow of Salvador Allende, through his job at the CIA.
(Bethesda MD IS "spook central" in case you didn't know)
I suspect that played a large role in his political views.
Far as I know, he now OWNS the dry cleaners and is still there every day.
NRA MADE guns political, and that's about when I let my membership there lapse, too.
The Charlton Heston regime is when all that crap really started in earnest.