Kuntzman Part II
AW1Ed sends us a link to Gersh Kuntzman’s latest piece in which he complains To gun lovers, you can’t even have an opinion on assault rifles — unless it’s theirs. Here’s the proof. Apparently, he got beat up pretty bad by his readers and, by golly, he’s not going to take it;
I certainly received many many emails from gun owners who legitimately quibbled with some of my conclusions. But the majority of email senders trained their laser sights on my masculinity — often in graphic terms that would sound more appropriate in a magazine about erectile dysfunction or an ad for Depends.
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[I]f masculinity is defined by the power to commit violence on a wide scale, I proudly choose femininity. At one time, “being a man” meant standing up for what you believe in — and against injustice. By that definition, we need more real men in power taking on bullies like the NRA, which seeks to bolster the Second Amendment by shutting down opponents’ right to the First. We can’t even debate guns in this country, thanks to the gun lobby.
He claims that he supports the 2d Amendment, but with “strict regulations” I’m thinking that he wouldn’t be as supportive for “strict regulations” for the First Amendment, though. He goes off on some needless diatribe about an “atomic version of the AR-15” and how we shouldn’t allow folks to buy one of those. This AR-style of rifle doesn’t have an atomic version, so I’m not going to worry about it.
Yes, I’m a wimp. I simpered because my experience with the AR-15 bruised me, body and spirit. But there’s nothing unmanly about reminding my readers that mass murder is much easier to commit with a semi-automatic killing machine than it is with a hammer.
If that makes me a girl, well, maybe we should have a girl running the country.
Yes, you are a wimp. The AR-style rifle isn’t the bruising beast that you claim it is. It’s the person that fires it that makes it terrifying, not the alloy and plastic inert object. How about we focus it on keeping it out of the hands of potential criminals instead of ripping it from everyone’s hands.
By the way, that last line says more about you than anything else you wrote.
Category: Gun Grabbing Fascists
Is it just me or do others kinda want an atomic AR-15 as well?
I just want to be able to wear my laser tag gun in its holster with my Space Fleet uniform to Dragoncon without someone thinking I’m a terorrist.
That means I will have to spray paint it hot pink, add some twinkling green LEDs, and have it blow pink bubbles when I pull the trigger, doesn’t it?
Life is so unfair sometimes.
Dude, I’ll pass. I don’t think I want to be within 450m or so of any explosion with the force of 200 to 2000 kg of TNT that occurs a fraction of a second after I pull the trigger.
That’ll be quite enough of you and your nuclear math buddy. I almost went cross-eyed reading the MIT entrance quiz you had going on the first page of comments.
I didn’t even eat breakfast yet.
That pussy got his druthers, he would rather be effeminate than manly…well you made it sweetums! AND you lying bastard, you never in your life fired a .223! if that bruised your effeminate little body, stick to a bb gun a.h.!!
…So I’ll take that Davy Crockett replica off of your Christmas list then, yes?
well, if we gotta have a female President, I offer up PH2 with Pinto Nag as VP. (Would be the first time we ever had BOTH ends of a horse at VP.)
I suspect that poodle-boy regards any disagreement as violent protest (of course when he writes outright lies, that is “journalistic liberty” or some such.)
Before I condemn or praise that gun shop owner, I would sure like to see an original ‘script of that visit. Nothing he said rang false for some of the Germans I know…they have as many elitist pricks as we do.
Careful, Dave. I happen to know that PN can kick like a Missouri mule.
I’m hurt! I feel an ARCOM in my future!
I’d love to punch him right in the side of the arm, like we used to do to each other in the 7th grade, and watch him crumble, cry, wimper, and piss his skinny jeans.
What a puss. Definitely a leader in the wussification of America.
Hey Gersh Kuntzman – your sister wants her skinny jeans back.
Cock taster.
And her panties. Don’t forget the panties.
And her vagina…
The other day, when pussy boy was first brought to our attention, I mentioned his college photos but declined to link to them b/c it was dinnertime and I didn’t want everyone getting sick. Well, here’s the link. http://gershkuntzman.homestead.com/college.html
Take that down before I get another ARCOM!
Looks like Weird Al’s weirder brother .
Is it just our computer or what? Two pictures were on the link, but the bottom pix had three Kunts.
A classic wuss. As McEnroe used to cry,”You can’t be serious?!!” He was bruised and hurt? Is he missing some derma? I mean, JHC, If I had access to an M-16 or an AR-15, I would video it for the world to see. Bueller????
#PAMF
Kuntzman. Feckless. Dolt. Maybe he can get he can get Dan Rather to pose with him, to restore is credibility.
Hey Gene… was firing the AR-15 something like this, pussy boy?
Love it! hahaha
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=shooting+the+ar+15+youtube&view=detail&mid=DA3BFB8C67BAEC755E7CDA3BFB8C67BAEC755E7C&FORM=VIRE
By now it has become OBVIOUS this Kuntzman is most likely a direct descendant from a family of travelers aboard the Mayflower who changed their last name upon reaching the shores of this country. This is PURE SPECULATION on my part, but his descendants might likely have changed their name to avoid being recaptured by British troops for refusing to pay certain taxes to the King. In MY Humble Opinion, these were likely the original Kunt family. Just like our friends from the Shitt family, they had somewhat interesting names. Momma Kunt and Poppa Kunt were of course the head of the family. First born were twins Big and Show’Nuff. Then is successive years followed Dirty, Sloppy, Harry (finally a boy!), Bushy and of course tuna-smelling Stinky. Grandchildren included Dri, Hot, and Always Ready. Not long after, extended names began to be used for coming generations. Such names as Bearded Clam, Organ Grinder, Beef Curtain, Pink Canoe, Cod Canal, Bone Yard and of course the outgoing and EVER so popular Penis Penitentiary. Wasn’t very long before the King’s soldiers began to suspect something was wrong with those names, so the family changed their name by adding a “Z” and attaching “man” to avoid any suspicion .
Now this is All PURE SPECULATION by me, and ALL MY PERSONAL OPINION….which could very well mean I am wrong. The moral of this story is they misnamed one of their children; one which should have been known as Candy Ass Weak. End of story.
Good GOD!!!
He sounded even MORE childish the second time around!
This guy is an adult?
He sounded like he was saying; “well, I got a hurt shoulder, and the gun was loud, so I know better than you, and shut up! shut up! shut up!”
And then he blew a raspberry.
Just off this wonderful article the waste of oxygen is complaining that the authorities in Florida killed four alligators in their search to recover the two year old in Disney.
Alright, have someone hold your beer (or coffee etc.) then take a look at this:
http://monsterhunternation.com/2016/06/16/ask-kuntzman/