I was performing my almost daily ritual of shopping for groceries today, and, as most of us guys do, was on the phone with the Wife as I shopped. (How the heck did married men EVER shop for groceries before we had cell phones?)
I wandered into the magazine section and saw to my delight the latest editions of American Handgunner and Guns were there. I noted this to my Wife as I selected a copy of each from the shelf. As I did so, there was an old guy there, and he was putting non-gun magazines in front of the gun magazines, hiding them. I pointed out that he was covering gun magazines and would he mind if I bought some? He kinda gave me the Hairy Eyeball and stomped away.
I guess the Hoplophobes now want to control what we READ too!
Oh, well, I had fun doin' it. Missus P&R Fan was listening. She just groaned.
Jim

I wandered into the magazine section and saw to my delight the latest editions of American Handgunner and Guns were there. I noted this to my Wife as I selected a copy of each from the shelf. As I did so, there was an old guy there, and he was putting non-gun magazines in front of the gun magazines, hiding them. I pointed out that he was covering gun magazines and would he mind if I bought some? He kinda gave me the Hairy Eyeball and stomped away.

I guess the Hoplophobes now want to control what we READ too!
Oh, well, I had fun doin' it. Missus P&R Fan was listening. She just groaned.

Jim