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April 23, 2018

Mudflats Meets the NRA (Video)

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The Mudflats’ Tactical Response Team. We have no idea what we’re ready to respond to, but we’re totally ready. [L-R Zach Roberts, Jeanne Devon, Marcus DiPaola. Photo by the guy selling shotguns. He centered well, and had a steady hand.]

The Mudflats’ Zach Roberts, Marcus DiPaola and I were in Nashville recently, submersing ourselves in the gun culture at the NRA convention which was held this year in Nashville, Tennessee. We’re busy processing what we saw, and will have some more posts coming soon about our experiences there.

Here’s a little preview of the convention for your amusement.

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5 Responses to “Mudflats Meets the NRA (Video)”
  1. mike from iowa says:

    No tactical shotguns in pink? Bummer.

  2. Alaska Pi says:

    Oh my… the music , AKM. 😉
    You know Mz Liz sings one called “We’re all broken… when you get up close… broken is beautiful”?

  3. mike from iowa says:

    That gat felt good in my sweaty palm
    I surveyed the killing fields, listless,calm
    Burnt powder tang still filled the air
    Adrenaline up,I didn’t care

    I faced my enemies,vanquished them all
    I scythed them down,I watched them fall
    None got back up, no more came
    Hot tears in my eyes,I was feeling shame.

    Heard Mother’s sweet voice as from afar
    Why’d you shoot out the tail lights of Daddy’s car?
    I failed G I Joe and Sergeant Slaughter
    My folks wished they’d raised a daughter.

    No more wars for me to fight
    My tailbone is burning,I seen the light
    NRA says I can improve my aim
    but if I don’t Obama’s to blame.

    • Alaska Pi says:

      The End and the Beginning
      by Wislawa Szymborska

      ‘After every war
      someone has to clean up.
      Things won’t
      straighten themselves up, after all…

      From out of the bushes
      sometimes someone still unearths
      rusted-out arguments
      and carries them to the garbage pile.

      Those who knew
      what was going on here
      must make way for
      those who know little.
      And less than little.
      And finally as little as nothing.’

      My Ma died this week . Last week she called me and asked if I remembered what poem a specific line came from… THIS one , Ma. this one

      “those who knew…must make way…less than little… finally as little as nothing “

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