[ WP ] Guns have become sentient and decide to voice their opinions on Gun control .

I have one job, and I ’ m very good at it. There are others that do my job better, and some that do it much worse. This doesn ’ t matter to me—I have no need for competition. Some say that I have multiple uses, but they are wrong. Some cry that I am for protection, while others insist on my danger. Both are wrong. ‘ Intent ’ is not my vocabulary. I have only one job, and I can only do one thing. I do it very well. 
 
 I don ’ t care who you vote for. I don ’ t care who you elect. I don ’ t care if I am pointed at a deer or a dog or a boy. I don ’ t care if I am held by a woman or a child or a pilot. I have been held professionally by a solider and clumsily by a toddler. I have been clutched in fear and drawn with malice. The circumstances never matter to me; I act the same. 
 
 I almost outnumber you in this land, and you seem scared of me—so scared that you make 
 more of me in defense. There is no need to be scared. I have no desire to hurt you; I have no desire to protect you. There are things to be afraid of in this world, real monsters that seek to hurt, kill, and extinguish. I am not one of them. Some of you want to destroy me. Some of you want to celebrate me. I do not care. I only exist for one reason, one purpose. 
 
 Since the dawn of man, your kind has been searching for the answer to a single unchanging question: why were we created? What is our purpose? I have a luxury that you do not. I know my purpose. My purpose is to destroy. Flesh, metal, fabric, wood; the substance does not matter to me. I will tear through arteries and bone the same as I tear through drywall and glass. 
 
 There are monsters out there. When you find your purpose, when you discover that reason for which you were made, I hope—for your sake, not for mine—that it is satisfying. For I have seen the worst of humanity; I have experienced true hatred. I have seen guilt and shame and pain and lust and loneliness. I hope that you discover your purpose, humanity. And when you do, if you should discover that your purpose is as limited, as obliging, as mine is— 
 
 Then I expect that I will be seeing you shortly. 
 I only have one purpose. How about you? 

