If Reginald Denny had been carrying in 1992 during the LA riots, and had been properly trained with his weapon, he might not have brain damage today. Instead, there would have been six dead maggots.
As Koodog stated....for some of us, carrying a firearm on a road trip is about as natural as checking the tires and fluids on the vehicle. It's something that comes completely naturally. I see a firearm like a seat belt....the odds of me ever needing either are miniscule....but both are a no brainer. In TX, AZ, and NM, you just pretty much assume most people are carrying. No wonder we're so friendly.
And yes, I realize that some states (in direct violation of the 2nd amendment) don't concur with my way of thinking. So be it. I will deal with the consequences should it ever become an issue. But the only way they will know I even have it is if I have to use it....and at that point, breaking any carrying "laws" will be the least of my concerns.
The following below was written by yours truly. Some may not agree. I fully respect that.
Recently, a young colleague at work informed me he was writing a paper for college on the evils of gun control. He asked for input from me. I submitted to him the following.
OK...picture this....
Wife and I are travelling....middle of nowhere Texas at night. The car breaks down. No cell service. Nobody for miles. Finally, a car pulls up with 4 nasty looking guys and orders us out of the car. You know what's about to happen.
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I'm almost 50 years old. They're half my age and twice my size. There are 4 of them and 1 of me. I can't fight 4 of them, even if I was still in my prime, which I'm long past.
Scenario 1: My wife, my soulmate and the love of my life, is repeatedly gang raped, beaten, and tortured while I'm forced to watch. Mercifully, about three hours later, they finally kill her. I'm much luckier....they just beat me to death. It's (in a relative sense) much easier than what she got....it only takes me an hour to die. They vanish, and are never caught.
Scenario 2: When the first goblin orders us out of the car, I chamber a round in my Springfield 1911A .45, click off the thumb safety, and pump a 230 grain round into the left ventricle of his heart....all in under 2 seconds....terminating his life immediately. 2 of his friends flee at once.....the other persists....only to see as his last act on this earth, the passenger window crystalize, as round number 2 severs his spinal column just below the C2, terminating all brain activity forever more. As the last two are attempting to speed away, rounds 3, 4, and 5 puncture the fuel tank and 2 right side tires, sending the car careening out of control. I pursue them, and terminate their miserable existence just as a precautionary measure, in case they have any aspirations of coming back with reinforcements.
My wife and I get the privilege of growing old together.
Take it for what it's worth. Likely to happen? No. Possible? Absolutely. I can assure you....scenario #1 will NOT happen on my watch.