I am republishing this true life story from 2007 for the same reason I republished Jew Without a Gun, my nightmarish report of being trapped with my family, unarmed and defenseless, in the 1992 L.A. Riots.
This is another cautionary tale—not about the riots—but about one frightened and helpless young woman who was being stalked by an ex-boyfriend. I met her in a gun shop where she, a fragile, naive pacifist reluctantly landed because there was nowhere else to turn. There was no choice for this young woman but seek to arm herself.
Hillary Clinton and the Democrat Party have made it clear that they want to repeal the Second Amendment. They seek to disarm law-abiding American citizens, not, as they claim, to reduce crime, but in order to solidify their power.
“What’re you watching?”
Karen steps into the living room, glances at the TV, and tries to figure out what movie is playing on TCM. Usually, I’m watching a 30s screwball comedy, or a silent film from the 20s. But this film is from the 50s. Not my favorite decade. The lighting is dead flat, the sets are flimsy, and after barely a minute Karen can tell that the blonde actress in the scary bullet bra is up on the screen for only one reason. Actually, two reasons.
“That’s Mamie Van Doren in Girls Town, AKA the Innocent and the Damed,” I say.
Though trained as a psychologist, Karen has been around the film business long enough to recognize bad acting from, well, wretched acting.
“I’ve never seen a Mamie Van Doren film, ” I confess/explain/justify.