There IS such a thing as responsible gun ownership. I know it's difficult for some people to understand, but not every gun owner goes on an unprovoked shooting spree. There are guns in my house...there's a revolver my grandfather was issued by the Italian armed forces, around 1934 (I think) when he enlisted, and after he defected from the Italian army, renounced his Italian citizenship & emigrated to the States, that revolver was in his luggage when he came here in '37; there's a breakaway shotgun my grandfather used (here, not in Italy) to hunt rabbit in upstate New York during the '40s and '50s; my father's sidearm that he was issued during boot camp (he served in Vietnam); and there's also a large-caliber handgun that once belonged to my late uncle Tony. All the guns are older than I am, and I have no clue when any of them were last fired, or even if any of them still fire. I've never held, let alone fired any of them, because I lack the proper training to fire a gun. The guns are not laying around the house, but rather locked in a gun safe. In the event that someone breaks in, I have no intention to play Wyatt Earp & turn my mother's living room into a shooting gallery. Any break in would trigger the house alarm, and our house, being old, has a fallout shelter which we can use as a panic room. Being human, I have of course been angry at times, who hasn't? But no matter how angry I get, the thought of "going home to get my gun" is ludacris. First of all, if I were to shoot everyone I was ever angry with, I would've shot half the neighborhood already. Second, I wouldn't look good in one of those orange prison jumpsuits.