Democrat Colorado
state representative Joe Salazar stepped in a pile of cow patties on February
15, 2013 during a debate to outlaw concealed-carry permit holders from carrying
guns in university buildings.
Poor baby
thought a woman who felt like she was being followed and felt like she was
going to be raped could shoot an innocent bystander.
The chunky, bowtie-wearing
idiot said
on the floor of the House, "Because you just don’t know who you’re
gonna be shooting at. And you don’t know if you feel like you’re gonna be
raped, or if you feel like someone’s been following you around or if you feel
like you’re in trouble when you may actually not be, that you pop out that gun
and you pop…pop a round at somebody. It’s why we have call boxes, it’s why we
have safe zones, that's why we have the whistles.”
After thoroughly
beclowning himself Salazar issued a statement to Fox
affiliate KDVR-TV in Denver:
“I’m sorry if I offended anyone. That was absolutely not my intention. We were having a public policy debate on whether or not guns makes people safer on campus. I don’t believe they do. That was the point I was trying to make. If anyone thinks I’m not sensitive to the dangers women face, they’re wrong.”
The gun
grabbers and fraidy cats' definition of gun
control: The theory that a woman found dead in an alley, raped and
strangled with her own pantyhose, is somehow "morally superior" to
a woman explaining to police how her attacker got that fatal bullet wound.
My
retort: A woman who demands further gun
control legislation is like a chicken that roots for Colonel Sanders.
JOSEPH SALAZAR
State Representative – District 31
Office Location: 200 East Colfax
Denver, CO 80203
Capitol Phone: 303-866-2918
E-Mail: joseph.salazar.house@state.co.us
State Representative – District 31
Office Location: 200 East Colfax
Denver, CO 80203
Capitol Phone: 303-866-2918
E-Mail: joseph.salazar.house@state.co.us
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