In the wake of the Orlando nightclub shooting, liberal journalists from all over the country set out to prove how easy it is to purchase guns as well as how dangerous they are.
Almost every single one of them completely missed the point that Second Amendment advocates have been trying to make in regards to individuals rights and personal freedoms, but we’ve reached a point with regressive leftism that it’ll be almost impossible to change their minds, or even get them to consider other possibilities.
Of all the silly articles written about firearms in recent weeks, Gersh Kuntzman’s New York Daily News article “What is it like to fire an AR-15? It’s horrifying, menacing and very very loud” is certainly the most well-publicized, and justifiably so. After all, it’s one of the most pitiful things published in a major news outlet in quite some time — and that’s saying a lot.
In the article, Kuntzman discusses his experience firing an AR-15 at a shooting range. He writes, “The recoil bruised my shoulder, which can happen if you don’t know what you’re doing. The brass shell casings disoriented me as they flew past my face. The smell of sulfur and destruction made me sick. The explosions — loud like a bomb — gave me a temporary form of PTSD. For at least an hour after firing the gun just a few times, I was anxious and irritable.”
Considering the fact that there are numerous videos of seven-year-old girls firing excitedly firing AR-15s and other semi-automatic firearms, it’s especially hilarious that Kuntzman had such a wimpy reaction. There are literally little girls who are more courageous than this grown man. I’m not sure if that’s more funny or pathetic. Part of why the Ar-15 is such a popular choice is because it is known to have minimal recoil. This is also what makes it so easy for children to practice their skills with.
As a whole, the article serves as a borderline satire piece about the crybaby nature of liberals. People like Kuntzman are complete wimps; beta males who know that their only way to not look weak is to make being weak the norm.
No thanks, Kuntzman. I think I’ll pass.