“To get a gun in Japan, first, you have to attend an all-day class and pass a written test, which are held only once per month. You also must take and pass a shooting range class. Then, head over to a hospital for a mental test and drug test (Japan is unusual in that potential gun owners must affirmatively prove their mental fitness), which you’ll file with the police. Finally, pass a rigorous background check for any criminal record or association with criminal or extremist groups, and you will be the proud new owner of your shotgun or air rifle. Just don’t forget to provide police with documentation on the specific location of the gun in your home, as well as the ammo, both of which must be locked and stored separately. And remember to have the police inspect the gun once per year and to re-take the class and exam every three years.”—
see, that’s gun control you don’t take away a person’s right to bear arms you take away a person’s ability to abuse their arms i mean it’s high maintenance but i really think it’d be worth it if it saves lives
Hey. I left my phone at home this morning but I wanted to tell you that I love you.
I love how hard you work at school. I don’t love the stress it causes you but I love the passion behind the stress: how much you care about doing good work, about making something your own, about making even the most frustrating course mean something. All those things are driven by passion and I love your passion.
I know this summer has been a real challenge to you in so many ways and hasn’t been much fun for you. But I feel as though I have gotten to know who you are a little better because of it. I love you more than I will ever be able to express in this life. The greatest moment of my life was when I was on that hard, steel operating table, my whole body numb from the waist down, shaking like a leaf, and holding the greatest miracle God could ever give a person.
I don’t know why but this morning I really wanted to tell you how much I love you.