Front Sight, Press

Brigid is hitting on all cylinders:

…In my job I’m at war with death. Collateral damage is inevitable. Sometimes in the midst of it I wonder why I fight at all. I do my part, but amidst the smoking losses, innocents gone, I have realized, reluctantly, that sometimes another’s life is not ours to save. Sometimes we have to let it slip quietly over the vale. And walk away…

…Perhaps why that is why I believe so strongly in the Second Amendment, a part of the U.S. Constitution that someone who could be elected as Commander in Chief is on record stating they wish to see it taken away from us. Was it not the rights of those that planted these lands, and their fathers before them, to carry arms to protect and preserve these plots of ground? Ground that they labored until death to maintain and preserve for the next generation. The land is precious, as is the fruits of our hard work. As I walk through the woods, I rest my hand on the wood that makes up the grip of my weapon, feeling the cold power of its strength, that in turn flows through my arm, emboldening my step. I walk boldly, a woman alone in a vacant forest, knowing well that my gun should not be needed but for the day a politician tries to take it from me.
As I turn to head back to home, the words of Benjamin Franklin come to me.

God Grant that not only the Love of Liberty, but a thorough Knowledge of the Rights of Man, may pervade all the Nations of the Earth, so that a Philosopher may set his foot anywhere on its Surface, and say, "This is my Country."…

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