Laying on the chair next to me was the most recent issue of "Guns & Ammo." Always open to the chance to learn something new, I spent my tire-rebalancing-wait-time reading the magazine from cover to cover. So much of it that I understood, that is.
Only one page into it, an advertisement caught my eye. It was an ad for pistol wear. The dominant photo was of a trim woman in lululemon-esque workout clothes, stretching her quads. I could totally relate to that. I had done the same stretch earlier in the day at my gym. The ad told me that for only $47.95, I could get a model PT-2, "the preferred holster for seniors."
Cool. I turned a few pages. The next ad that caught my eye said, "Pick your Plinker!" Not knowing what a plinker was, I kept reading because I saw at the bottom of the ad, there were three attractive options of colors to choose from. I could get mine today at galleryofguns.com. The Mark IV 22/45 (whatever that refers to) Lite comes in three exclusive colors: Blue (what's so exclusive about that?), Red (ditto...not very imaginative) or...and this is the one I would pick if I were choosing... Olive Drab Green.
Finally, just before my time was up, I skimmed through the letters to the editor. One person commented on the idea of "Gun Free Zones" and said "they restrict my ability to defend myself and my family if I enter...they must not need my business so I do not enter." I was glad to read that. I doubt that person and I will go into the same places. And I'm perfectly happy to let that person spend as much time as they wish in the Pep Boys' customer lounge. I will gladly stay away.