When I was a boy, one of my best friends belonged to a family of hunters. The father acrually was less interested in killing animals as a sport than he was in teaching his children principles of survival and how to use guns safely and responsibly.
Once when my friend invited me over, I arrived to find him and his two brothers, under their dad's supervision, cleaning guns. The father asked if I would like to learn a little about guns. Naturally, I said yes. He called my father for approval, and got it.
That afternoon it became clear, even to an 11-year-old, that guns are dangerous only in the hands of dangerous people -- i.e., the untrained, the irresponsible, the crazy. (We called them crazy back then; feel free to substitute your favorite PC alternative.)
Today's political pressure to crack down on "gun violence" is understandable but misguided. First, the Second Amendment. Second, guns don't kill people; people kill people. Third, I want to be armed to the teeth, because the bad guys already are. And fourth -- perhaps most importantly -- the present government has already proved its unreliability on other serious issues, so clearly cannot to be trusted to decide this one.