The difference is psychological from those who view the gun in plain sight, and I suppose it may also prevent accidental shootings in states which disallow open carry. I don’t understand allowing open carry, though. It would benefit everyone if a gun were kept in a case securely.
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Thinking of taking tomorrow off which means it’ll be a 4 day weekend for Laboured.
I just watched the final David Letterman episode. The feels.
There were many weeknights during high school that my nerdy butt stayed home and watched Letterman while my sisters were out being the popular girls. I was usually depressed and felt alone. His humor helped me get out of the funk.
The best blog post I’ve read this morning. http://shakycode.com/post/119775920434/losing-it-all
An extreme heat wave with temperatures reaching 48 degrees Celsius (118 degrees Fahrenheit) has killed at least 1,118 people over the past week in India, where hot air, molten asphalt, dust storms are making life almost unbearable.
Global warming strikes again. Damn, that’s a brutal temperature.
You know, it’s interesting what the passage of time and the deterioration of the economy can do a country. When I was a kid, I had always observed that Albania was generally a poorer country compared to Greece. Albanians would move in droves to Greece because they were starving. That still happens, I am sure. The thing is, today, Greece is a lot worse off than decades ago. Albania is a lot better to live in today. Greece may be a paradise, but it’s not a suitable country to make a living in right now. I’ve visited Albania two times in my life. Once when I was about 8 years old or so, and the second time when I was about 19 or 20. During my stay there the first time I visited the country (this would’ve been in the mid-1990s), I saw homeless people begging for food on the streets. I can remember one specific time I walked by a mother and her child, and she looked at me with a look of despair. I still think about that today.
Both of my parents’s childhood were dire. They lived in mountain villages, and essentially lived off of bread and cheese. Their parents were sheep herders. To make a long story short, my dad fled Albania when he was 17 or 18. Albania was Communist at the time, so the country was closed off from anyone wanting to come in. My dad and his friend jumped over a high fence, and had they been caught, they would’ve been shot on sight.
I’m not sure what the point of this post is, but I suppose it’s a reaction to the above article, and it relates to homeless, starving people fleeing to Greece. It mostly makes me reminisce to my childhood.
To add to that post a bit more, I had sort of a bird’s eye view, if you will, of both Greece and Albania. Because my dad was born in Albania, and my mom was born in Greece, but both of them left their respected countries when they were in their early 20s. They moved to the US and raised me, my brother, and sister here. My ethnicity is neither Greek or Albanian, though. I’m Aromanian, which is a dying ethnicity. My parents were minorities in the countries they were born in.
I’ll tell you on thing. It’s incredibly weird to live in a country that is almost perfect on almost every level but also almost impossible to make a life in.