One of the gun world’s favorite topics to beat to death is the caliber war, especially on handguns.
One hundred and fifty years ago it was the .36 versus the .44, both round ball percussion revolvers. One hundred years ago it was .38 Special versus .45 Colt or possibly .44 Special or .45 Auto etc.
For now, it’s a bunch of weekend warriors extolling the virtues of their pet caliber in gun shops, on forums, and in back yards across the globe.
They preach that their personal favorite caliber is the only thing guaranteed to save your life and if you use anything stronger you’re crazy and if you use anything weaker you’re stupid.
An equally popular argument is the gun itself. Revolver versus Semi-automatic. Double action versus Single action. Traditional Double Action versus Double Action only versus Single Action only.
I don’t know what the world will be like in one hundred years, but we’ll probably still have the caliber war and this gun versus that gun. Assuming we still have guns, that is.
Absolutely none of that matters and if you think it does you’re either misinformed, full of shit, or both. It doesn’t have to be that way, and you don’t have to spend the next twenty years running your money through a shredder.
Hell, you might not even NEED a gun.
Most of the people who talk about this stuff as if they were an authority have never actually been in anything more serious than a gunfight with paper targets or soda cans.
Instead, they live in a fantasy world where they play pretend that they’re some cop, cowboy, super soldier…you get the idea.
It’s a daydream with live ammo.
Don’t be that guy. I see it all the time and its pathetic.
How can I tell? Because I WAS that guy for a while.
Then I remembered that playing GI-Joe is for little kiddies and I’m a grown ass man.
I can hear all the keyboard commandos furrowing their brows, angrily click-clacking away to form a furious response, and I couldn’t care less.
I’m tired of seeing young men scrimp and save every red cent so they can blow it on another gun they don’t need.
I’m tired of getting asked if there’s an advantage to this or that caliber.
Its completely irrelevant after a certain point.
I grew up in the bible belt. As a young adult, nearly every friend I had fit that model. They get up four to six days a week to work some shitty job so they can get a tiny paycheck and struggle up to a few hundred dollars for a pistol they’re convinced will finally be “right”.
They do this because every piece of media they consume voluntarily tells them they need to, because its the ONLY thing that will keep them and theirs safe from evil.
A guy who barely affords his overpriced house and his overpriced car spends the money he could use to get out of debt and start being free to get another wall hanger or safe queen. This is in one of the cheapest places to live in the entire country.
The bullet fired from his 9mm isn’t big enough anymore. His .45 doesn’t have a high enough capacity anymore. The single most important thing in life for him is now the caliber of his weapon, as long as it means he has to buy a new one.
Quality of life takes a back seat.
He’ll take a loan out for anything he actually uses day to day (instead of working until he can buy it outright) if it means he can buy that new gun. He’ll put that gun on layaway so he can have even more debt.
He needs that gun. The half dozen guns he’s already bought that he’s not even carrying every day are collecting dust in a safe because he needs the next one.
After that next one his world will be complete and he’ll be perfectly happy.
At least, he will be until the next gun comes along.
Take a step back and really think about what you want and what you need.
Are you buying that gun because you need it? Do you really NEED it?
Do you already have one that does the same exact job?
If you don’t, buy that bitch. If you do, save your money and watch how fast those hundreds stack up.
When you’ve saved up enough it’s time to invest and get yourself a better life, not a “better” gun.
If you’ve got a real gun in a caliber designed for use on human or human-sized animals, you’re good to go.
Forget about “upgrading” to a “better” caliber.
If you’re buying it for status, because you saw it in a video game, to impress your “friends”, or because some “expert” convinced you that you “needed” it, you’re wasting your money and your time.
When you stop wasting your money and time a magical thing happens. You can buy whatever the hell you want.
This applies to absolutely every luxury item on planet earth. Cars, homes, clothes, phones, computers, whatever.
Never make the mistake of considering these things necessities. They are luxury items.
If you were born naked in the woods and never met another human being, you would still draw breath without these things.
You would live a less comfortable life because you would have no luxuries, but as long as you ate, drank, and slept you would live because those are the bare necessities.
You would probably be a lot happier because you’d never have to experience the plague of advertising.
If you spend all of your money on luxuries, they cease to be luxurious. They become a self-imposed prison.
It doesn’t have to be a life sentence. Your chains are in your mind.
Break the chains.