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A Wall of Thoughts and Prayers

I am applying to our County administration for a permit to build a gun range in our back yard.  I know a lot of you think that is crazy, that a lot of neighbors are going to have to hunker down a little, but I have a tried and true plan to take care of that.

I am going to build a wall of thoughts and prayers.

Oh, I know that you might wonder if I have finally lost it, but I haven't:  I have learned.  Every time some idiot with an arsenal attacks a school or a parade, our elected officials, and let's admit it, some of our neighbors, too, offer their thoughts and prayers for the people who got shot.

People believe that thoughts and prayers will do the job!  They just get around to it too late; after the fact.  What good is a wall of thoughts and prayers after the gunfire has ended?

The wall has to come first, and I am going to do that.

There is no shortage of thoughts and prayers.  They are everywhere.  They are cheap.  People are good-hearted enough to offer them freely.  I am going to make use of them; completely enclose the gun range in our back yard with them.  It will be free.  Won't cost a thing.  Thoughts and prayers do not cost anybody anything.  And, and nothing about a wall of thoughts and prayers will interfere with our god-given right to own an eighteenth century musket just in case . . . say . . . we are attacked by North Korea and have to mobilize.

I am looking for the use of a piece of property somewhere, quite a ways away, where--once I get the permit from the County-- I can test-fire the wall of thoughts and prayers.  I don't want to do that in my back yard, naturally.


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