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Understand, first, that I have no problem with the fact that this happened to me. Some may choose to not to believe this, but I'm pretty well over it. It still hurts to think about, and colors my judgments, obviously; but I am becoming better at determining when such things lead to my personal bias...anyway.
NCivilDUer: This may not make much sense but for as long as I can remember I have been one who embraces those things with which I had a negative experience. For example, when I was about 4 years old, I was bitten by a copperhead. Luckily it was a dry bite (no venom), and thank God it must have been a mature snake with control over its musculature. While I did not fully understand what had happened at the time, I understood "snake, poison, got bit, dangerous, thank goodness I'm still alive." My response, even at that age, was not to become more afraid of the threat of snakes, but to learn as much about them as possible, their habits, biology (for instance, copperheads smell like cucumbers so if you smell that in the woods, be on the lookout), how to safely handle them when avoidance is not an option. This, obviously, was a process that took place over a number of years.
It is the same thing with firearms.
Wow, guns can be really scary. I wonder how I can make them safe, useful tools for the betterment of my life and the lives of those around me. I chose not to blame the firearm, or the availability or whatever, but rather the choices of the person with the firearm.
It seems that you suggest that all I learned from this was that a firearm imposes some level of power on the bearer, and abuse. Frankly, I already knew that first part, and so did everybody else. This was not a new idea. What I feared was a firearm used improperly, violently, in anger. I feared a coked-up wacko with a rifle and a paranoid vendetta. I did not fear the weapons carried by the police that responded to the situation. Why? They harbored no ill intent. I do not view the defense of oneself, or of others from violent attack as ill intent. Thus, I view weapons in the hands of the vast majority of the citizenry as analogous to those of the police, not the violent offenders, such as my former step-father.
As far as the abuse...I learned just how hard it is on people when such things take place, and as such I abhor even the slightest of that kind of behavior that I see in myself. I spend a good amount of time feeling pretty terrible if I so much as lose my patience and raise my voice with someone (which is what I essentially did here, and what I apologized for). Frankly, after the incident leading up to this post, I spent a good amount of time crying and feeling pretty terrible with myself. Why? Because I saw something that I don't like in myself.
I HATE violence, really, truly loath it. However, I think that it is a good idea to learn (reluctantly) how to fight. Some day, as I learned early on, someone may decide to bring violence your way, and it comes as a thief in the night.
iverglas: I do not identify with the abuser, nor do I identify with a victim. In this case I was a victim. There is no shame, in my philosophy to admitting that when it is the truth. Do I have somewhat of a nie wieder mindset because of it, I suppose so. However, I also realize that there are times when becoming a victim of something is utterly unavoidable. I simply wish for the law-abiding among us to be able to be as prepared as possible for whatever may come around the corner. That includes the good as well as the bad. We should be just as ready to jubilate at the arrival of an old friend, long away as to defend ourselves from harm. As with many things, the middle path is probably the best.
Evidently, you and your mother had access to firearms throughout the entire time this abuse was being perpetrated.
And yet the abuse continued. Somehow, access to firearms didn't solve the problem.
Access to firearms surely did exacerbate the problem, though.
And from this you conclude that access to firearms should be facilitated so that it is easier than it now is.
Well, it me over the head with a baseball bat, but I don't get it.
Understand that this is a situation of being woken up by violence, not knowing that it was going to be occurring. Such situations are sometimes unavoidable, no matter what tools are available or how prepared you are.
I think the exacerbation point is debatable. The willingness and ability to cause harm were already there. Certainly, having access to a firearm makes it easier to inflict damage, but it does not increase the will to do so. Also note that even without the weapon, he managed to beat a woman to within an inch of her life. (well, not quite that bad, but you get the idea) However, such a woman, of the physical stature of my mother, would lack the ability to do such damage to a man of the stature of my step-father, lacking tools. Just as personally, is my fiancee (May 24, ye olde big day) is a slight woman of 5'3 115 lbs. Physically, she has no method of resisting a physical attack from an average, healthy male. I would prefer women (or whomever: elderly, handicapped, et cetera) have whatever tools they can get to level the field of available force. Force has, I believe, NO place in civilized discourse, however there are those among us who are less than civilized.
No, I don't think I have all the answers (and I know I am disgustingly young, by some standards). One of the most common phrases to cross my lips is "I'm sorry, I just don't know." I am not sure that I have the answer to this. What I do believe is that I have weighed the different sides, and have come to the conclusion that best fits the situation as I see it.
Finally, I certainly agree that I have a lot of maturing to do. In fact, it is one of the things that I look forward to in life, becoming a better, (here's that word again) gentleman. However, I do not believe that this experience has conditioned me to my current outlook on this matter. If anything, I think that the conditioning occurred with my knee-jerk reaction to being afraid of guns. Yes, that happened, for a long time after this, I didn't like them one bit. But just as with the snakes, I eventually reasoned my way to a new outlook on the matter. The old one only encompassed fear. From the new one, I picked up a number of new sports, a hobby, a personal "expertise" as much as I hate that word and something new to spend my time learning about, as I find it fascinating.
unpossibles: Yes, it is very difficult (impossible) to outdraw a weapon that is already pointed in your direction. But if he as already made the decision to kill you, you might as well fight back and have a hair's breadth of a chance, than to give up and be murdered for certain. If it is a matter of maybe living to go back to my family and friends, I'll bite the man if I have to. Maybe it is just the testosterone talking, but I'll take being a cornered cat over a statistic any day.
Thank you all for your condolences, but my point was not to receive them, but to post what I think was my key formative moment concerning my stance on this issue. But again, thank you.
Zane
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