So, this just happened:
NASHVILLE, Tenn. (AP) – The state Senate has passed a bill to allow Tennesseans to openly carry guns without a state-issued permit.
The chamber voted 25-2 in favor of the bill sponsored by Republican Sen. Mae Beavers of Mt. Juliet.
Beavers said the measure would keep the background checks and training requirements in order to carry concealed firearms, but would allow anyone legally allowed to own a gun to carry it openly.
I’ve been compiling my weekly list of gun loonery and accidental shootings for tomorrow’s Tennessee Gun Report post. We have
two three accidental shootings this week, one fatal, which is about the average: we tend to get two a week across the state — at least, those are the ones that are reported in the news media. Most responsible evah, etc. etc. Say it often enough, that still doesn’t make it true.
So, is the Tennessee Senate ensuring the rest of us are at least financially protected from the personal and property damage caused by idiots who can’t take off their pants without accidentally shooting something? Or can’t load a Christmas tree in the back of their truck without shooting themselves? Or can’t clean their guns without accidentally shooting a person eating breakfast in an entirely different room?
Of course not. Because we can throw all sorts of road blocks up to block people trying to vote, or exercise their freedom of religion that’s not Christian-flavored, but the Second Amendment is somehow different from all of those other ones. Somehow that’s the one that Tennessee politicians are just too chicken shit to touch.
So congratulations ALEC, Walmart and Koch Bros.! You got this one. I hope you reap every single ounce of bad karma you deserve for this bone-headed move.
The only solution to this, I fear, is public mocking and shaming. When I see one of these loons walking around with his gun proudly on display, I plan to offer my condolences about his penis. I may start traveling with a box of adult diapers, and hand them out to any one of these scaredy-cats who can’t leave the house without his security blanket. Or how about just asking them, “what the hell is wrong with you?”