The AR-15 is made to kill people, many people in a short period of time. It is not made for hunting game, target shooting or home defense. There are guns specifically designed for those tasks.
I grew up with guns. In the bedroom I shared with my brother, there was a gun rack over his bed. Both of my grandfathers were hunters. My father was a hunter. My brother was a target shooter. In my family, if it took more than one bullet to bring down a deer, you were a lousy shot.
Guns are in my DNA. When I first fired the M-16, I shot “Expert.” The Air Force gave me a ribbon for it. And when I fired that gun, I realized I held the power of life and death in my hands. It was a rush.
And that’s the whole point of the AR-15, its only point – the power of life and death – and the thrill that comes with that power. Looking at an AR-15 in your gun rack, you can feel the power. You may be weak, but with an AR-15 in your hands, you are a man, a king.
As for me, I do not want that power. The last gun I touched was the M-16 and I hope never to touch another one again.