The 1950s were a simple time. A time when a young man's fancy turned to squeezing off a few rounds on a Winchester 22. A time when a blatant disregard for wildlife and being atop of the food chain was celebrated. A time when women thanked you for killing the hawk that got into the chickens.

Labels: america, guns, nostalgia

Video footage of a ten year old girl firing a 50 caliber machine gun (at least it looks like a 50 caliber machine gun in the grainy video). I wish I could say seeing a child with firearms sickens me; instead, it makes me jealous. Notice the way her aim resembles that of one of John Rambo's enemies.

Labels: guns, tomfoolery

Assorted imagery of a .22 caliber rifle shredding inanimate objects. Upon viewing the collection, I was reminded of the Bullet Boys self-titled album cover.

Labels: guns, pop culture