Today the Wisconsin Legislature debated legislation on concealed carry, which inspired the inner jukebox of yours truly to break out a little Aerosmith:
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound of my gun.
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her whole world's come undone
From lookin' straight at the sun
What did her daddy do?
What did he put you through?
They said when Janie was arrested
they found him underneath a train
But man, he had it comin' Now that Janie's got a gun
she ain't never gonna be the same.
Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
This song has always appealed to me for some reason -- maybe it's the combination of the satisfaction you feel that Janie can avenge the wrongs she's had to endure and the acknowledgement that giving her the power to do so means no one is safe. I guess that pretty much sums up my feelings on the issue. I get it. I get the desire. I get that the constitution says it's a right. I just don't like the unintended (or even sometimes intended) consequences that go along with that...
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