Media, schmedia. You know we’re in good shape when even the rock band who once sang this:
Handguns are made for killing
They ain’t no good for nothing else
And if you like to drink your whiskey
You might even shoot yourself
So why don’t we dump them people
To the bottom of the sea
Before some ole fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me
Now sings this:
Oh, there was a time we ain’t forgot
You could rest all night with the doors unlocked
But there ain’t nobody safe no more
So you say your prayers and you thank the Lord
For that peace-maker in the dresser drawer.
Amen. I like to think that Ronnie himself would have come around if he’d lived another 30+ years, but if Johnnie has Ronnie spinning in his grave, so be it.
UPDATE: While we win, they whine.