some of you guys obsess a lot over what you call 'fudds", which means anybody who doesnt shoot the exact same guns as you.

but there is actually a class of shooters that consists of once-a-year hunters, and the gun handling done by those fuckers is amazingly shitty.

a big fave of those guys is shooting women who are hanging wash and look vaguely like a deer, grad students sampling creek water for the same reason, shooting thru bushes and killing their friends, shooting their buddies in the back when a tree branch strokes the trigger on their marlin as they walk along a trail, and pulling guns out of a car by the barrel and shooting themselves in the gut.  etc etc

another big fave: climbing over a fence with a gun and shooting themselves.

so this truck incident is about par for the course, remington has probably fended off 300 of these cases a year for the last 50 years.

No, Fudds are the schmucks who think their thutty-thutty lever action is all anyone needs and will sell us down the river in a flat second if/when the Gun Control thing rears its ugly head again.

You accuse us of being the closed minded ones... yet who embraces who more? Most of us embrace the Fudds (because a lot of us *are* hunters, or at least smart enough to know that a unified front is better than a fractured one), yet the Fudds push us away...

They brought it on themselves. We extend the hand of friendship to them... They slap it away.

I hope it changes. "If we do not hang together..."