Honestly, Is the modern safety that big of a deal?

Vistula

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I've been reading some of the posts here, and being new to the forum, I have some friends with new S&W's that have the safety. None of them have ever mentioned that there has been a problem.
Has there ever been a reported problem with one locking up by accident, or at the wrong time?
I realize that this post is like beating a dead horse, but since I now have the bug to buy many S&W's, I'm curious if I should stay away from them. Is it simply a case of how it looks?
Thanks, and sorry for this post.
Bob
 
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I've been reading some of the posts here, and being new to the forum, I have some friends with new S&W's that have the safety. None of them have ever mentioned that there has been a problem.
Has there ever been a reported problem with one locking up by accident, or at the wrong time?
I realize that this post is like beating a dead horse, but since I now have the bug to buy many S&W's, I'm curious if I should stay away from them. Is it simply a case of how it looks?
Thanks, and sorry for this post.
Bob
 
The lock was a solution in search of a problem. Look around and you will find at least one stickied big post about the locks and failures; I think that there are also a few other posts.

1) It is NOT a safety. It is in fact dangerous. A firearm which does not go off when needed is a very serious problem. I have heard that that there are LE agencies which either prohibit S&Ws with the lock, or mandate disabling it. If I were still an LE legal advisor, I would go with option one. Not only is the risk unacceptable (it only matters when it REALLY matters), anyone who think that they will have enough time to disable the lock in an emergency so that they can use the revolver is a fool of the greatest sort.

2) Some people dislike them due to the cosmetic impact. I am not that sort of S&W person, so I am not in or out of that camp. (There are other things which some folks value which I think are flat ugly - but again, that is subjective.)

3) There are also some who are bent out of shape, and rightly so, that this was an act of political cowardice, bowing to hoplophobic freaks who had no idea of what they were advocating.

If you are a plinker, and do not carry a sidearm for serious purposes, do what you want. It's only a nuisance if you have a lock failure. If you ever foresee a critical need for a sidearm (remember basic doctrine, a pistol is what one carries when they do not expect a problem - if you expect a problem and cannot make arrangements to be somewhere else, you need a rifle), go pre-lock or learn how to disable it correctly.
 
Welcome to the forum! You swine. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a stench, a revulsion, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are a disease. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me.
 
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Well Glitch, I'm going to assume that diatribe was meant for your Congressman and not me. But if it was, my sincere apologizes for being dumber than dirt, and more ignorant than ice.
Thank you for your kind and warm welcome!
 
Thank God you told me...Because of what you said, I tried to blow my ignorant brains out with a S&W. Thank God the "LOCK" jammed.
 
Originally posted by Glitch:
Welcome to the forum! You swine. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a stench, a revulsion, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are a disease. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me.

Ladies and Gentlemen, now THAT is a rant.
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Vistula, read what Doug M has written. Read it as many times as necessary until it sinks in.

It is truth.

I was going to reply to you, but it would be redundant after Doug's excellent post.
 
...I tried to blow my ignorant brains out with a S&W. Thank God the "LOCK" jammed...
Well, I knew there must be at least one instance of the lock saving a life. I'm not sure everyone will accept it as a positive example, but it's something.
 
You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. [quote/]

I must admit that this was about as colorful a line of insulting as I have ever seen. Does one have to attend a certain school to learn this?

OK Glitch fess up. Where did you copy & paste this from? Sounds like it has a British ring to it.

WG840
 
Well I knew this thread would be entertainig before I opened it, but I was not expecting that. Thanks for the laughs Glitch. That post is a keeper.
 
I saved your rant, Glitch. It is SO-O-O, "Something", that I had to save it in case someone more politically correct than I removes it from the forum.

It is downright BEAUTIFUL in it's awfulness
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If someone wants to make a ton of dough, they will make a Stainless Steel insert to replace the lock once it's removed. I believe I know just the guy.
 
I've been saving that for just the right moment.
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Can't claim it as original--it's been floating around the Interweb for a long time. I only contributed a little editing.

Don't worry, Vistula, we love you.
 
I don't know why someone with a shop(I don't have one right now)don't take a stainless rod that side and cut it and use double sided tape or epoxy and glue it to the lock and cut the tit off and good as new.
 
...and how would you go about filling in the gaping hole in the frame alongside the left side of the hammer? I think that looks worse than the darn lock!

There is nothing you could ever do to make an IL gun look like a pre-lock. You know, that whole "Lipstick on a pig" thing!
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Just be happy that it can be disconnected.

WG840
 
Originally posted by Careby:
"The Modern Safety"

I've heard some euphemisms, but that one takes the cake!
Some years back, the gun grabbers switched from ever again using the term "gun control" and replaced it with "gun safety". The word safety just has such a warm feeling to it.......and the word control has that "Big Brother" feel.

The "modern safety" is a lock... it comes with a key, so I don't know how it could be mistaken for anything else.
 
Originally posted by Careby:
...I tried to blow my ignorant brains out with a S&W. Thank God the "LOCK" jammed...
Well, I knew there must be at least one instance of the lock saving a life. I'm not sure everyone will accept it as a positive example, but it's something.

I honestly have never heard of one, and I know that gun control freaks would be touting it if it had happened.

The real problem is this: the lock establishes as "standard" that any "responsible" owner would keep it locked (and separate from the key)... so picture this: it's 3AM, you hear the sliding glass door break and the loud sound of feet stomping down the hallway.

Now you have a locked gun and are on a mission to find the key and unlock it before thug #1 gets into your room.

But, no worries: the police are so good at drawing chalk outlines around bodies, yours will look great.
 
Originally posted by Careby:
See The Insult File

This reminds me of a Groucho Marx line:

"I didn't come here to be insulted!"
"No? Where do you usually go?"

And from another Groucho movie:

Margaret Dumont: "Well! I have never been so insulted!"

Groucho: "The night's still young...."
 
Originally posted by bountyhunter:
... so picture this: it's 3AM, you hear the sliding glass door break and the loud sound of feet stomping down the hallway.

Now you have a locked gun and are on a mission to find the key and unlock it before thug #1 gets into your room.
Is this the advanced class? I'm still trying to find my eyeglasses...
 
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