There was a gang war in my neighborhood last summer.

I wish the little idiots had been going after each other with baseball bats and pen knives. No such luck! They used guns they bought from fellow gangstas, who steal them, mostly from law abiding gun owners, and sell them to young fools who couldn't buy one at a gun store.

Would I have felt safer with a gun?
God no! My chief fear was stray bullets. A gun would have been no protection at all. Somebody disarming the young fools who shot each other over nothing would be more to the point.