One of my favorite firearms is a Lee-Enfield rifle manufactured in 1917.
This rifle bears cartouche marks indicating it was issued to the US Expeditionary Forces (the flaming bomb).
It was returned to the British and arsenal refurbished in England in 1929, then went to India for further service and another arsenal refurb in Ishipore in 1948.
It was returned to the British Isles before being sold in the US as surplus in the 1960s.
It served as a deer rifle wearing a 4x Weaver scope for the next forty odd years until the first decade of the new century, when I bought it in a pawn shop.
Beneath the layers of old tung oil on the stock, the walnut still has great beauty. Other than a slightly loose safety screw, it is in great shape, all parts having matching serial numbers. It shoots like a dream.
If any firearm should have evil spirits wafting about it from its prior use, this one, which served in two World Wars, Imperial Colonialism and decades of Bambi slaughter, certainly should.
All I have ever noticed, however, is that it was well made, well maintained, and still works 95+ years after its date of manufacture.
(And the usual “the gun did the badthing, blame the gun”. Almost literally.
The gun didn’t make Mr. Zimmerman shoot Mr. Martin, after all.
His own judgment of the necessity/propriety of doing so at the time he chose to employ the firearm did that.
Now, perhaps Mr. Zimmerman is excoriating himself for a lapse of judgment leading to the confrontation – or equally, perhaps he isn’t; only he knows, and only he actually knows the exact course of events that night.
But if he is, he’s excoriating himself and his judgment, not the wicked firearm.
Because he’s an adult, and knows the gun didn’t make him do anything at all.)
July 30th, 2013 at 9:26 am
In Anthony Weiners case Deodand = DooDad. Sounds reasonable.
July 30th, 2013 at 10:41 am
One of my favorite firearms is a Lee-Enfield rifle manufactured in 1917.
This rifle bears cartouche marks indicating it was issued to the US Expeditionary Forces (the flaming bomb).
It was returned to the British and arsenal refurbished in England in 1929, then went to India for further service and another arsenal refurb in Ishipore in 1948.
It was returned to the British Isles before being sold in the US as surplus in the 1960s.
It served as a deer rifle wearing a 4x Weaver scope for the next forty odd years until the first decade of the new century, when I bought it in a pawn shop.
Beneath the layers of old tung oil on the stock, the walnut still has great beauty. Other than a slightly loose safety screw, it is in great shape, all parts having matching serial numbers. It shoots like a dream.
If any firearm should have evil spirits wafting about it from its prior use, this one, which served in two World Wars, Imperial Colonialism and decades of Bambi slaughter, certainly should.
All I have ever noticed, however, is that it was well made, well maintained, and still works 95+ years after its date of manufacture.
July 30th, 2013 at 1:45 pm
Property rights? What are those?
(And the usual “the gun did the badthing, blame the gun”. Almost literally.
The gun didn’t make Mr. Zimmerman shoot Mr. Martin, after all.
His own judgment of the necessity/propriety of doing so at the time he chose to employ the firearm did that.
Now, perhaps Mr. Zimmerman is excoriating himself for a lapse of judgment leading to the confrontation – or equally, perhaps he isn’t; only he knows, and only he actually knows the exact course of events that night.
But if he is, he’s excoriating himself and his judgment, not the wicked firearm.
Because he’s an adult, and knows the gun didn’t make him do anything at all.)
July 30th, 2013 at 3:55 pm
We could just as well argue that this wonderful gun was used to save an innocent life, and should be given the Medal of Honor.