Distribute Widely and Attribute to L. Neil Smith’s The Libertarian Enterprise

Senator Cornyn:

So you are the slimy, treacherous Senate Republican-In-Name-Only who is opportunistically attempting to override the Bill of Rights, the highest law of the land, and the only thing that makes America “exceptional”, to enact new victim disarmament measures, even though you and your criminal accomplices among both parties—including that unutterable harridan, Diane Feinstein, one of the few women who makes Hillary Clinton seem human—know perfectly well that absolutely nothing has been proposed (and no gun law presently exists) that could have stopped any of the recent atrocities in Las Vegas and Texas.

All that you can accomplish is to pass the modern equivalent of “Jim Crow” laws, which your grandparents cruelly imposed on people less powerful than they were, simply to make it harder for those they hated—blacks in their case, Productive Class Americans in yours—to live their everyday lives. “The more things change, the more they stay the same”, right, Senator?

Gabby Giffords wants to ban single-shot muzzle-loaders, for some strange, unexplained reason (the ATF doesn’t even regard them as guns) and doesn’t seem to understand that fifty caliber (which she also wants to outlaw) is relatively small for this type of firearm. The British, during our Revolution, carried muskets in sixty-nine and seventy-two caliber. The most popular rifles on both sides in the War Between the States were fifty-eight caliber. But this is the kind of “reasoning” you’d expect from somebody who’s had a nine millimeter bullet through her brain.

Feinstein wants to ban “bump-stocks” and trigger cranks, even though she and hers are mentally incapable of understanding exactly what they are. I wonder: would this morally bankrupt misrepresentative be happier if the guy in Las Vegas, forbidden to acquire guns, had lobbed hand-grenades on the crowd below from a surgical rubber slingshot?

Always tremblingly anxious—almost sexually so, it would appear—to gain the approval of your “progressive” left wing superiors and their unspeakably vile collectivist hangers-on in the mass media, you are betraying and abrogating my rights, and those of tens of millions of other Americans, simply for the sake of appearances. As in almost all of these cases, the perpetrator is thoroughly dead—either at his own hands or those of some armed citizen—so your “brilliant solution” is to punish all of those who DIDN’T commit the crime? You are a grimy blot on the otherwise shining escutcheon of the state of Texas, which is uniquely the historic beneficiary of two, distinct, armed people’s revolutions—in 1776 and 1835—against the illegitimate exercise of power such as you are demonstrating now.

Who the hell do you think you are, anyway? I looked you up. You’re just another cheesy ex-lawyer and former judge from the most corrupt era in American judicial history. You and your rotten contemporaries clearly have no use for the Constitution or any of its provisions. You obviously believe, like most haters of individuals, individualism, self-reliance, and self-defense, that you know better than the people whose humble, abject, and obsequious servant you’re supposed to be, what their rights are and what they’re not.

Me, I’m just a novelist and editorial writer with a relatively small (but discerning) readership. If you want to understand who I really am—and I don’t actually care if you do or not—read my first book The Probability Broach. Forty years ago, I predicted the exhilarating revolutionary times times we’re living in right now.

Nevertheless, I intend to make it my solemn duty to identify any politician who stands the best chance running against you, no matter who he or she happens to be, no matter what party he or she represents, as long as he or she absolutely respects the Constitution. Then, to the best of my modest ability, I will make your attempt at reelection a national event, advertising your opponent’s existence to the entire populace, whose rights you’re cynically trampling. From across the country, I will raise money for his or her campaign and support his or her candidacy with my writings and by calling at least one radio talk show every day. I will encourage hundreds of others to do the same. You and those like you in the GOP brought this on yourselves; it is why, for example, Alabamians seem to prefer somebody like Roy Moore to lowly fake Republicans like you.

Together, I and my readers and those we can persuade will relegate you to the used car lot where you obviously belong.