I don’t for the same reason I don’t break any number of other laws that I think are wrong. I don’t want to risk prison and come out to find they’ve sold my house. I also don’t know any black market gun dealers, or how to go about finding one. I don’t move in those circles.
I’d be interested if you could look back through the more philosophical points I’ve put in the last couple of pages because all you’ve effectively said so far is, “Alreet, Rambo.”
Have I lived the last twenty years tripping from one near-fatal experience to the next, lucky to escape with my sourdough loaf intact? No. I’ve had almost no bother at all. Could that change tomorrow? Yes. Will it? Probably not. I suspect I could go the rest of my life quietly avoiding dodgy situations.
So I don’t need to carry? So nobody does if it’s so safe here?
It’s not about me or anyone justifying why we should be able to do something. The natural law starting point is we can do something unless there’s a good reason not to. The problem is people (you in this instance) are currently wired to think, “Why?” rather than, “Why not?”
The papers etc. All the headlines imply some kind of wrongdoing you should be angry about and someone you should be angry with. It’s a lot of programming to resist.
Try a thought experiment where you’re ridiculously open minded about everything. You see something despicable. Start from the point of view that it’s their prerogative, their business etc. Then look for the victim of their actions. Does that victim deserve to not be wronged? A lot of the time you’ll arrive at the usual conclusion, like yeah, that scruff shouldn’t have thrown his McDonald’s bag out of the window. But some of the time you won’t find a victim and you’ll notice how you've been judgmental by default. Good example is speeding. You’re plodding along. Someone tears past in a properly fast car. “MANIAC! See how you like three points!”
But why? They haven’t hurt anyone.
Anyway. Ramble ramble ramble. There was something else I was going to say but it’s slipped my mind. I’ll get back under the van and it’ll come to me.