The NRA seems to exist within some sort of very curious "devotional fold" that I have difficulty comprehending: it's as if their guns are some sort of mystical extensions to their penises: their devotion must somehow "make good" some other sort of lack on their part... Is it really all about a perception of power, or a lack thereof? It was really weird listening to their utter-religious bliss in recalling two legislators in Colorado who had worked to put in place a few barriers to the possibility of other mass shootings in their state: for this they were recalled!
In the midst of the NRA's fanatical devotion to guns, is a little overlooked fact: by far, most of the shootings in this country are folks shooting unarmed citizens! Now, if gun worshippers were only shooting other gun worshippers, perhaps civilized society could just let them have their toys -- but like naughty little boys, they just can't play in the sandbox without hurting others! And a really, really, weird thing in all of this is that most of these NRA fanatics, claim to also be devoted followers of that ultimate radical, Yeshua the Poet of Nazareth! For the NRA, "Love one another" has come to mean, "Oh, love so much that you just go ahead and massage the interior of people with bullets! They're gonna die eventually anyway, so you're not really killing: you're only opening the door to Paradise for them a little bit early..."
As for me, well, I've never washed a hog, but the worship of guns seems to qualify as "hogwash". I for one have read the words of Yeshua...