Guns In Restaurants; This Is How Adulthood Works

I’m still scratching my head over the amount of high-dudgeon among my left-leaning friends.

From what I can tell in the aftermath of yesterday’s horrible mess of Tennessee Citizens taking back their rights, everything is happening the way it should in the America I was told this was.

Everybody has their rights. Gun people have the right to bear their arms with them wherever they go. Restaurant people have the right to say “this is my restaurant and you can’t bring that gun in here.” Gun people then have the right to go to a different restaurant where they can eat with their gun.

It seems pretty logical to me. Pretty harmless. A lot less offensive than constricting the free commerce and movements of gun owners.

I’ve remained silent on this because I wanted to see how it played out. But the way I see it, and what I’ve been wanting to say all along is this. The people who have concealed carry permits–who would be able to keep their gun on their person–are the best-qualified gun owners around. A gun in their hands is safer than a steak knife by the plate of a woman who has just been told that her dining partner is having an affair and is about to leave her. A gun in the hands of person with a concealed carry permit is safer than a bottle of half-drunk beer next to a man who doesn’t like to have his manhood questioned.

A gun in the hands of a person with a concealed carry permit is as much or more of a constitutional right than the free speech ability of all of the bloggers who are writing about how horrible it is.

I now see there is a new website created to provide folks with information on “safe” places to eat. I think that’s a great thing. You can use your first amendment rights. Gun people can use their second amendment rights. Everything is as it should be.