Hey everyone,

 

 Well today we saw yet another step towards losing more of our rights. Which brought me to this question. I can remember reading a post on this forum about the 2nd Amend. and our rights being compared to a slice of pie. Every time the antis come up with a new law, we lose more of OUR pie. Does anyone know where I can find that comparison? Id like to send that to Christie and the local papers in the op-ed sections. 

 

thanks for the help

 

 

Don't tell Big Boy there's pie.

You'll get caught in the stampede.

Don't tell Big Boy there's pie.

You'll get caught in the stampede.

     

Don't tell Big Boy there's pie.

You'll get caught in the stampede.

To be fair, pretty much any fat guy likes pie, myself included.

It was a cake. To paraphrase:

 

At first, somewhere around 1787 we had a cake.  It was ours - all ours.  Eventually somebody came along and said "I want part of your cake", we wanted to keep the whole cake but they insured us that we could keep most of it, they just wanted a little.  "Be reasonable"  and be "willing to compromise". they said so we agreed and let them have a little of the cake.  This was around 1935 with the National Firearms Act.

 

A few years later (1968)  they wanted another chunk of our cake.  "Be reasonable" they said.   Giving up a little more was "common sense".  So we agreed and we let them have a little more of our cake - after all it was just a little more.

 

As time went on, they kept demanding a little more of our cake each time we tried to be reasonable and accept their common sense compromises.  After all, it was always for the children.  

 

Now we stand with a plate of crumbs.  We were reasonable and willing to compromise so many times that we have almost nothing left and they're still trying to take more of our cake.

 

Imagine what our great grandfathers would think.   They had no restrictions on what firearms they could own. My great uncle was the neighborhood dynamite man he helped farmers clear fields and dig holes.   Automatic weapons were too expensive for most but if you had the money, you could certainly get one.  Firearms didn't even have serial numbers that let you track them until 1968.  The local hardware and autoparts stores sold all types of guns without any restrictions.   Kids carried their guns on the subway to school because they had ROTC or rifle team practice after school.  

 

All we have let are crumbs of a right that shall not be infringed.

Maintenanceguy,

 

 thanks for the correction and input, however not to be ungrateful, do you have the entire comparison? I seem to remember it being a bit longer 

hey all i found it. thanks for the help

 

 

Let's say I have this cake. It is a very nice cake, with "GUN RIGHTS" written across the top in lovely floral icing. I received it from the 2nd amendment and the Dick act of 1902.

Along you come and say, "Give me that cake." I say, "No, it's my cake." You say, "Let's compromise. Give me half." I respond by asking what I get out of this compromise, and you reply that I get to keep half of my cake.

Okay, we compromise. Let us call this compromise The National Firearms Act of 1934.

There I am with my half of the cake, and you walk back up and say, "Give me that cake."

I say, "No, it's my cake."

You say, "Let's compromise." What do I get out of this compromise? Why, I get to keep half of what's left of the cake I already own.

So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Gun Control Act of 1968 -- and I'm left holding what is now just a quarter of my cake.

And I'm sitting in the corner with my quarter piece of cake, and here you come again. You want my cake. Again.

You say, "Let's compromise once more." What do I get out of this compromise? I get to keep one eighth of what's left of the cake I already own?

So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Machine gun ban of 1986 -- and I'm left holding what is now just an eighth of my cake.

I sit back in the corner with just my eighth of cake that I once owned outright and completely, I glance up and here you come once more.

You say nothing and just grab my cake; This time you take several bites -- we'll call this compromise the Clinton Executive Orders -- and I'm left with about a tenth of what has always been MY DAMN CAKE and you've got nine-tenths of it.

Then we compromised with the Lautenberg Act (nibble, nibble), the HUD/Smith and Wesson agreement (nibble, nibble), the Brady Law (NOM NOM NOM), the School Safety and Law Enforcement Improvement Act (sweet tap-dancing Freyja, my finger!)

I'm left holding crumbs of what was once a large and satisfying cake, and you're standing there with most of MY CAKE, making anime eyes and whining about being "reasonable", and wondering "why we won't compromise".

I'm done with being reasonable, and I'm done with compromise. Nothing about gun control in this country has ever been "reasonable" nor a genuine "compromise".