Guns and Lima Beans
In any case, this project Armed America is quite intriguing. It is an invitation to meet your neighbors and co-workers. The photographer is Kyle Cassidy [here too] and from what I can tell he goes out of his way to remain non-judgemental about the people he has photographed. That is admirable. Predictably, reviews* from the left seem to be non-comprehending. Like me, the folks who write them don't get it. What strikes me in the comments that Cassidy records from his subjects is that, as far as I can tell, many own a gun (or several) 'just because'; often they simply want to. Of course, some are afraid, and some equate having a gun with freedom, and some just like collecting stuff and it might as well be guns as Pokemon cards. I think that is what I don't get. Why would someone bring a lethal weapon (leave Mel Gibson aside) into their home for no particular reason.
Mostly it seems that they own guns for no other reason than that they can and they feel like it and they don't have or need a reason to do so. Gun ownership seems to be a lot like liking (or not) Brussels Sprouts or Lima Beans. Of course, everyone knows that neither sort of vegetable kills people, only people kill people.
cars and fast motorcycles. Something about
the mechanical aspect of riding, and driving and
shooting and tinkering with these machines
that appeals to me. They appeal to
me - that's pretty much it.
Portia ~ I learned to shoot a gun when I was 10
Luis Obispo County Sheriff, and he lived in a
teepee with a "wolf dog". We'd stay out there,
eat ashcakes for breakfast and shoot his guns.
The first time I shot a shotgun, I landed on my
ass and laughed uncontrollably the way you do
when you're a kid.
Anthony ~ I own a gun because I'm a fuckin' American
and a Marine. It's my God-given right.
[All Photos in this post © Kyle Cassidy.]
* This review/essay is originally from The Guardian.