It is early morning as I type. A disturbing dream was the first focus of the morning with a valiant attempt to analyze the meaning. But then, opening an email from Greg, (David’s partner).
He: A lesson here for the US, perhaps? It can be done!
Me: What a gift this is Greg. Got my mind off myself and Alix Residences, that has been so preoccupying.
This is what happened in New Zealand. “More than 10,000 firearms have been bought by New Zealand’s government in less than a month as part of its gun buyback scheme following the Christchurch mosque shootings in March.”
So after the horrible Christchurch shootings the government, (headed by a woman incidentally), made possession of assault automatic weapons illegal and then set aside funds to purchase the weapons. New Zealand gun owners are not, I guess, stupid so they gave up their guns, took the money and ran. How sensible, clearly they are not ‘protected’ by the NRA who would tangle the legislation up in the courts for years. I fear friend Greg is somewhat an optimist. It is highly doubtful that the government of the USA ( headed by a man incidentally) will ban the possession of automatic weapons. And then put aside money for the purchase? Just look at what happened around the funding of that silly wall. The government shut itself down.
Greg made an entirely sage and astute comment. He is a sensible and brilliant man!
He: One does wonder, though, why a quiet, friendly country like NZ would have so many people owning automatic and semi-automatic guns. Hardly hunting weapons, eh
Me: Good point, unless the prey is exceptionally large. Dragon hunting may require guns of that capacity, but are there dragons in New Zealand?
The foregoing was sent to Greg and he responded.
He: Thank you, Alexis. I’m honoured to be cited in your blog – and as a sage!?
You’re right, of course. A sane policy on gun ownership in the US? I think NOT! Dragons in NZ seem more likely!
Greg is super smart, by the way, I am not joking. He was a newspaperman – my goodness. What is that? It is a noun: a male newspaper journalist. Wikipedia defines journalist as follows: A journalist is a person who collects, writes, or distributes news or other current information to the public. A journalist’s work is called journalism. A journalist can work with general issues or specialize in certain issues. However, most journalists tend to specialize, and by cooperating with other journalists, produce journals that span many topics.[1] For example, a sports journalist covers news within the world of sports, but this journalist may be a part of a newspaper that covers many different topics.
Listen to that, they are talking about my Uncle Dave Dryburgh, he was a sports journalist. I have GOT to get back to that book once the knee replacement surgery is over with. I have nothing but appointments relating to the surgery for days and days and days. But I am SO lucky because I have the greatest of all doctors and they all wish me well. Not like that awful Dr. Callander – one of my doctors said it was good I got away from him – he would probably amputate my good leg. Hahahaha. Instead I have a wonderful woman surgeon so well thought of whereas no one thinks good thoughts about Dr. Callander. No sense thinking of suing me Sir – truth is an absolute defence to a charge of slander.
But more from those Brits. David, Greg’s partner send the following ‘signs’ which are bound to cheer. I have so much empathy for others. Do not want anybody to be worrying about me. You will be too busy laughing your arse off at David’s silly signs. His email said: “Hope some amuse!” My goodness David they did!
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