Monday, January 6, 2014

Freedom Takes Many Forms...

Sometimes, it takes the form of pieces of plastic and metal.


This arrived at the house Saturday. I ordered them from Brownells last week, pretty much just because I could. It was funny, really. I entered the order, got the "we received your order" auto-e-mail from Brownells, and didn't think too much about it. The next day, I got a "there's a problem with your order" e-mail - the address they had in the system linked to my account was in MA, so these naturally tripped the "we can't ship this to you" message.

I sent a message to the contact person explaining that I had moved; within a half hour she had e-mailed me back, apologized for the delay (!!!), and changed my address in the system. Less than 15 minutes later the order was processed, and within the hour I got a notice that it had shipped. That's service right there, folks; but I digress.

Anyways, this order showed up Saturday, and I couldn't resist showing off. I took the picture above, "TwitFacetagrammed" it (that's TheBoy's term for it), and was was amused by the reaction. My MA compatriots were jealous (and happy for me); still others were congratulatory. The response that struck me came from Tamara, who commented that she had to read it a few times to see what was about (I posted the picture with the tagline "Because I can!").

Don't even get me started on how silly this is. How I was excited that I was not prohibited from purchasing a legal item any more. How these items look exactly like items I owned in Massachusetts, but only because they were over a certain age. My good friend Weer'd penned it perfectly when he called it the "Numbers game" - a ten round magazine is okay, but an eleven round magazine isn't; a twenty year old magazine is okay, but a nineteen year old one isn't.

Now that I am no longer subject to the insane laws of Massachusetts, something as simple as a new standard capacity magazine (AR-15s routinely ship with 30-round magazines from the factory, so they are standard capacity. The 10-round magazines sold to ban states like MA are diminished capacity...) is an emblem of my newly found freedom. Next up, I think I might put a collapsible stock on my Bushmaster. Or maybe even a bayonet lug...

Enjoy what freedoms you have, folks...

That is all.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Not a bayonet lug! The humanity! People mowed down by folding stocks. Somebody make laws to end this madness!!! Only constitutionly infringing reduced capacity magazines can stop this.

Weer'd Beard said...

Just got a Red Dot sight my dad found in the LL Bean Surplus pile.

I SO want to put it on a S&W M&P-10, but I don't know if I can live with only having 10-round boxes for it.

Decisions.

David said...

Welcome to the almost free Commonwealth of Virginia! It's funny, the other day I was thinking I should pickup up some 10 round AR mags, for use when shooting prone. I've never bought anything other than 30 rounders. :-)

Here's hoping we can meet FTF sometime soon for some shooting, and a beer, once you're settled in.

Cheers.

ASM826 said...

Your image at the top of the blog needs to be updated as well.

Jay G said...

Workin' on it, boss...