A Day at the Concealed Handgun Class: Sunday Morning Coming Down
Part of me begins building a healthy fear of the rest of the class. Not the instructors, because Mobley and Franklin are resolutely entertaining in their teaching of the course. It's the guys that snicker when we listen to the Joe Horn audiotape. The ones that giggle when Horn shoots the guys in his front yard and howls, "You're dead." If that makes you laugh, you probably don't need to be carrying a gun everywhere, or you at least need to think long and hard why you do.
We hear horror stories of CHL holders shooting first and not assessing the situation before pulling the trigger, or the ones who play cowboy and get shot by police, like in the case of Erik Scott, who was gunned down in a Las Vegas-area Costco for not surrendering his weapon. A CHL is not a right to play lawman, the way it seems some perceive.
There is a lengthy section on penal codes, and where you can bring your weapon, and what could happen if you do use your handgun, or even just aim it at someone. You also do not have the right to wave it at an assailant to get your point across. There is that fear coming bubbling up again.
I can't believe it's almost 6 p.m, and that I have spent nearly ten hours talking guns and gun laws. We take our written test, multiple choice and true/false questions. It's not hard stuff. If you weren't fiddling on your cell phone the whole time or ignoring the PowerPoint slides, you wouldn't have a big problem.
Early on, Mobley said something during the Use of Force portion of the class that sticks with me hours after while I am driving home.
"The gun doesn't make decisions for you or define who you are as a person. It doesn't make you stronger or more powerful than anyone else in the world. Nobody has a right to shoot anyone, but we all have the right to survive," he says.