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One sunny Arizonan day, as we were driving along the highway, I noticed a sign declaring a gun show was coming to town. I'm not usually a gun-loving, moose-hunting, fancy-haircut-wearing person (though if I were I would probably run for vice president of the United States of America) but I decided to go and see what it was all about. After all - guns are an important part of American culture.

So I went to the Crossroads gun show.


I brought along my camera, hoping to capture a piece of this experience on film (it's a digital camera so this should actually be "capture a piece of this experience on solid-state electronic flash memory data storage device" but I think that misses the sentiment).

Unfortunately the gun-loving organizers of the show seemed not to be camera-loving. They let this fact be known by posting dozens of "No Cameras Allowed" signs. The only two things which were present in more abundance than the signs were people and guns. Now, I don't know if Guns kill People, or People kill People, but I do know that I had no wish to resolve this question once and for all, so I kept my camera out of sight and I only got one little shot before going in.


Inside I was greeted with every gun you can imagine. 6-shooters, semi-automatics, automatics, rifles, shotguns, Uzis, assault rifles, ammunition, machetes, daggers, swords - you name it. The air was heavy with the smell of gun oil and the sounds of people purchasing automatic weapons.

You could feel the holiday spirit in the air - people were walking around, buying guns and ammo as if they were getting ready to hunt Santa's deers.

Merry X-Roads!!!