"Down Here, People Just Like to Shoot Stuff": A transplanted New Jerseyan ruminates on the Southern obsession with firearms.
Up North, even toy guns brought a gut-level fear for African-American parents. Boys running around playing an innocent game of cops and robbers with their plastic pop guns could easily be misconstrued by the police as armed felons (see: questionable cop shootings). For as far back as I can remember, the black parents around me carried a palpable paranoia about letting their little boys play with toy guns. And of course, having the real thing in the house was always a scary proposition -- the possibility of tragedy was just too high, and the upside was just too low. (After all, if you have to keep your piece locked in a safe at the top of your closet, how helpful is it going to be when that mythical armed intruder is standing over your bed?)
This fellow needs to do some reading on his own history. I'd start with Redemption: The Last Battle of the Civil War and finish with The Deacons for Defense: Armed Resistance and the Civil Rights Movement.
What a historically ignorant wretch.