Before my parents divorced, my dad had a shotgun in the house, and I knew Beyond ALL Doubt that if I even got within spitting distance of it without supervision, that I would not live to tell about it. Not because of a firearms accident, but because of the Wrath of Dad. He didn't kid about things like that. Now, I knew some of the things I could push my luck on, but that wasn't one of them.

Same with my step-nieces and nephews. They can all shoot (most of them can outshoot me!)and they know their daddy don't mess around neither.

Maybe we could replace the term "cowboy" with "yahoo"? A real cowboy respects the power of his weapons. A yahoo, on the other hand.............