Part 10, Gilroy story

Gun sales are fun. Most gun buyers love to talk about guns and go shooting. Many are preppers and believe in the possibility of mass craziness. I am one of them. I have seen it in other countries. I see it now in our country. Ghettos. Big cities, poor towns, projects, Oregon, Chicago, LA, Jackson, and many other towns. White, black, Asian, and Mexican. It happens so often the media, including the anti-gun media, will not talk about it unless a white guy is doing the killing. It's not a color issue but a culture and upraising issue.

I have had two known killers in my home. One had already killed his wife in Yerington, and the other would go on to kill random kids and adults in California. That is all that I know about. There are others, I'm sure. We don't get many traces from the FBI, maybe 1 or 2 a year, that is about 0. 07% or 1 out of 1500 people who do some sort of crime and have a gun. Sometimes it is not a gun crime, but it can be a DUI and having a weapon in the car, or it was found stolen. The odds are low, but the chances are real. Sometimes when I get a trace, I think, no shock there. Someone may say then it is my fault. I should not sell to people. I would think no surprise there. Trust me; there are times I feel this person is sketchy. Do I reject the sale? Do I deny someone's constitutional rights? I first have to ask myself, why do I feel this way? Is my concern based on Race? Based on looks? What about how they act? I have rejected people based on some combo of all 3. I do my best not to stereotype anyone.

Where do stereotypes come from? I'd say many come from life experience and upbringing with one culture. Some are based on facts, But when did the facts happen? Some stereotypes I have are from the '70s. Some are from 2019. We all have them. I used to skateboard. I like others who skateboarded. There was no hate, but now? If I see skateboarders, my first thought is, to try and do something. I don't hate skateboarders, but if I see one at a rally? I'm ready for anything.

One surefire way to get rejected is to talk about killing or the need to be ready to kill in conjunction with Race, gays, political alignments, and other forms of hate. I let people be who they are, and I smile. When people feel I'm not threatening, they tend to talk more. Maybe I agree with some people. Rioting and burning towns down is a reason for counteraction. I'm not saying shoot anyone, but you need to be ready if your life and or others are in danger to do what you have to, not want to.

I get people looking at buying a firearm who are outright Racist. They will almost always be whites then I get a few of the other races. Before you say wrong, it is not all whites. You are correct as blacks or other races who hate whites will not talk freely to me as I am white. If I feel you are willing and want to hurt others, I will not sell to you. I also will inform the police of my concerns. Someone has to stand up to stupid. I also don't want the guilt of knowing I could have done something. I sell to everyone, regardless of race, political party, or sex.

I have a large slice of Fallon's "non-straight" gun-shooting community. I'm rather proud of that. Everyone should feel safe and treated with respect, and it's their right to have arms. One person in CA opened my eyes. While he is a left-wing political supporter, he is also a gun-loving leftist. I was closed-minded even to think they existed. Not anymore. I have to think outside the Right-wing nutjob box.

I have wanted to talk about the mass shooting in Ca for two years. While some know what happened and what was going on in my life, many do not. I'm going to talk about it here. It will be in two parts.

The first part will be what happened to my family and me. It will not be about the victims or their families intentionally. I will discuss how I feel about the victims in part two. I can't express this enough. I will not show sympathy or politically correct talk in part one. It is not about them; it is about my family and me. Again, the caring, love, and sadness for the families will be in part two. Part one is to inform others who may be considering becoming gun dealers.

Concerning all the people who got involved and came against my family and me because some random man bought a legal gun, legally protected under the constitution, killed kids and adults, and hurt others for life. FUCK YOU! If I ever cross one of you and find out who you are? I will do everything in my power to not - your head off. I want you dead. I want you taken out and tied to a tree and beaten slowly to a painful death. Your life is meaningless. Your hatred is beyond any sane person. You are the reason people are armed and want a civil war. You fucking purple-headed, screaming at people for shit they had nothing to do with, grape ape, non-human piece of shit. FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, and FUCK YOU. You are the most fucked up people I've ever seen. The Taliban have nothing on you.

A young man of legal age bought an AK47 semi-auto rifle off my website. I had never met him and did not know him. I welcomed him into my house and asked was not any different than any other young man getting his first fire rm. He was happy and smiling. We processed his background like every other person, and the FBI said he was ok to receive the gun. I asked him if he wanted any magazines or ammo to go with it. He said no. leaving home extra happy, and was gone. Three weeks later, I'm off to work early at 0450 Hrs. I was sitting at my desk doing whatever it was. The office was dark, as I remember it. I looked at my phone to check my email. It was like my phone sent a message to the ATF. I moved the phone. The phone turned red and started flashing. What it said exactly, I don't remember now. I've blocked it out like many things. What I do remember was not believing the alert. I thought I'd got a virus that had taken over my phone. The FBI or ATF can't take over my phone like that. Wrong, they can. I stared at the phone, thinking, what was going on? Time stood still; just like that, my phone rang and flashed. The woman on the other end said something like; I have an urgent trace. She gave me her contact info and the gun info. I told her I was at work but would get it and hung up. WTF just happened? was it real? This has never happened. Then it hit me to look at the news. Mass shooting the day before, with three people dead. Side note mass shooting is four dead people, and you don't count the shooter, so fuck you, News people. I drove home scared as shit now. I called the ATF back and gave them the gun owners' info. She gave me the contact name of the ATF and told me the ATF was on their way to my home. It's about 7 am now. My kids are still home and getting ready for school. I get a call from a reporter asking about the shooting. They asked me if I knew anything about it as the gun sold came from a place near or in Fallon.

I know he was fishing and said I don't know anything, but there are a few other shops in town. I called the ATF and asked them if they would be giving my info out. She said no, it was not allowed for my information to be released to the public. I felt a huge weight lifted off, but only for a bit of time. The ATF agent had come and gone. He said I had done everything by the book. We had the news on, and it was all over every channel. The TV crews showed up on my street looking for my house. CNN was so stupid. They were four houses down, talking to my neighbors and looking for me. Thankfully, my neighbors covered me and acted stupidly, saying they didn't know of a gun dealer there. One reporter gave up looking for me and interviewed the neighbor. The reporter did not get the anti-gun response she wanted, and it was not all aired. I had put my truck in the back of the home to hide the advertising on them. It was not long before they figured it out. Some POS in the CA police department and ATF gave my information up. It was likely done because they were so anti 2nd there or the Governor DIPSHIT told them to do so. Hey Cop and or ATF agent, Fuck you. I hope your life sucks now. You are a pathetic POS.

I called what I thought was a friend with a kind personality and would not say anything to make me look bad to the media. I asked him if he would come to deal with the reporters coming to my door. He quickly rejected my request. I guess the word friend was incorrect, and it would end any chance of friendship. I still like the person and don't hold it against him, but it removed him from the list of I will do anything to help a person in need.

I called the next person, who was what I considered my best friend here in Fallon. He was more outspoken, and I was concerned he may say something to anger the masses. He did not. He was pretty good and telling them no response and closing the door. The camera crew down the street was finally informed by a super dick neighbor three houses down where I was. He was against me from the start and never even met me. He was likely a Clinton supporter. He moved, thankfully.

The news started telling the public that I sold the gun to a California resident illegally, and I mailed the weapon to him without a background. To all you news people in CA. Fuck you. I wanted to sue them. Their actions put my family in danger, But that was because of the LEO in CA for giving up my info, so another Fuck you.