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Via Insty, it seems some Liberal Journalist (redundancy alert) is writing a book on gun owners. It seems that he went to AR15.com and posted a request to talk to gun owners who are "caching" weapons. Hilarity ensues:


As you'd imagine, he was properly thrashed by the commenters (it really starts getting fun about 1:34 PM). He even - in a plea for civility, no less - calls the commenters d**kheads. Srlsy. Bug gun owners are nothing if not helpful, as this poster offered up:

Several years ago I stopped purchasing US Savings Bonds, to stop feeding the beast. I switched over to an auto deduction that is sent to my local FFL. Every two months he sells me a new AR-7 because of this entry in wikipedia:

The ArmaLite AR-7 Explorer, designed by Eugene Stoner, is the civilian-commercial version of a rifle developed for the US Air Force as a pilot and aircrew survival weapon. Its intended markets are backpackers and other recreational users as a knockabout utility rifle. AR-7 is often recommended by outdoor users of recreational vehicles (automobile, airplane or boat) who might have need for a weapon for foraging or defense in a wilderness emergency.

I then put it in a 6" PVC tube, with a threaded plug on one and and a glued cap on the other. I use a soldering iron and write, "Property of USGS - Do not disturb" on the capped end. I pour in some dessicant, stuff or roll in some poly tarp, add 50' of paracord, one Mountain House 2-serving Chicken Polynesian and a freeze-dried neopolitan ice cream, three us quarters, a $5 bill, and the previous two months of Playboy then bury them using a posthole digger under Interstate overpasses or in the exact center under high-voltage transmission lines. I am always very careful to save the plug of vegetation and put the dirt on a tarp, then replace the plug as neatly as possible.

I then return to my basement and log the location in the margin of a Bible.

Hope this helps.

Of course, people dig up his anti-gun background and put it on prominent display. If you need a laugh, from a proper, good old fashioned ass-whooping, this is your ticket.