One of the main stories on the news tonight was about the new rules being proposed in Connecticut. Here are a few of the highlights:


One of the main stories on the news tonight was about the new rules being proposed in Connecticut. Here are a few of the highlights:

One item up for discussion is a registry for all magazines with a capacity of 10 or more rounds. Now the majority of these magazines are already manufactured and none of them to date have any kind of serial number. What exactly would be recorded? How about they reinstitute the cattle brand and every person has to brand their magazine? Sounds about as silly as the proposal!

Next they want people to have a certificate that includes a background check and fingerprints in order to purchase ammo. Pistol, rifle or shotgun ammo — these items have no serial number either so how can it be determined when the ammo was purchased or where? Sounds like a great big political headache, especially for law enforcement that have to arrest or cite people for these violations. What’s next, serialized numbers on cigarettes? People wake up; this is all illogical.

No one, not one red blooded American with a sense of right from wrong, wants another Newtownever. But the person who committed this terrible act would not have been prevented from doing so based on these new rules. His mother was legally allowed to own the firearms and the ammo. The young man was broken — not the system.

And on Sunday we shall rest …

While having breakfast one morning the gentlemen at the table beside me were having a heated discussion about hunting being allowed on Sunday in North Carolina. One man was for it, one against. Their division was clear. After several moments one of the men turned to me and asked what I thought about it. “Me?” I asked. “I don’t hunt so my opinion shouldn’t matter,” I replied, attempting to take the first sip of my coffee. Well, that my friends was the wrong answer. Both men started carrying on and on until I had to raise a hand to silence them. “I’ll give you my thoughts on the matter,” I offered, wishing for one sip of coffee first. “But you have to promise me that when I am through you will let me drink my coffee in peace.” They both nodded in agreement.

“I don’t think hunting should be allowed on Sunday. I think everyone should take a day off and just relax, unplug all our electronic devices and just chill out. I think everyone is too wound up and over stressed, we are all overbooked and fail to say no when we all just need a little peace and quiet. I want Sundays to go back to when I was a kid and all the shops were closed and there was nothing to do but visit family, explore a park or wooded trail or just go outside and play. It has nothing to do with religion or politics, it has to do with the fact that our precious human bodies were not designed to operate without sleep and tons of junk food. We’ve stopped taking care of ourselves and for once I wish everyone would just get still and take a look around. It’s a beautiful world and it’s rushing by unappreciated. Enough is enough.”

“What about fishing?” One man asked, still hyped for a discussion.

My left eye began to twitch as I pointed toward my now cooling coffee. Both men turned and looked away. Smart men.


Dorothy Royal is the owner of Surf City Guns and Ammo, mother of two wonderful children, ringmaster of a herd of miniature ponies and an avid member of the Surf City Writers Group and Topsail Book Club.


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