A MODEST COLLECTION: L.A. cops find 1200 guns at man’s home, go apoplectic

LA police apparently have lots of extra time on their hands.

Los Angeles police find stash of 1,200 guns in dead man’s home

(FoxNews) -Los Angeles police investigating a man’s death discovered an arsenal of more than 1,200 firearms and approximately two tons of ammunition in his home and garage Monday.

…There were no signs of foul play in the man’s death, nor was there any indication that he had been involved in criminal activity. However, detectives want to investigate why the man had so many guns and whether the weapons had been linked to any crimes.“We have a lot of work to do,” Smith said. “Running the background, history and legality of these weapons is going to require a tremendous amount of time. It’s not a crime to have a large number of weapons so long as they were legal to own and legally obtained. We want to make sure that’s the case.”

“going to require a tremendous amount of time” that should be spent on criminal cases, not looking into a law-abiding (and now dead) gun owner’s collection.

Perhaps they are wanting to “look into it” so they can deny his next of kin the guns that are rightfully his.

Which brings us to the old joke about how different regions of the country look upon people who have more than a gun or three.

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You may have heard on the news about a southern California man put under 72-hour psychiatric observation when it was found he owned 100 guns and allegedly had (by rough estimate) 100,000 rounds of ammunition stored in his home. The house also featured a secret escape tunnel.

My favorite quote from the dimwit television reporter: “Wow! He has about a quarter million machine gun bullets.” The headline referred to it as a “massive weapons cache”.

By southern California standards someone owning 100,000 rounds would be called “mentally unstable”.

Just imagine if he lived elsewhere:

In Arizona, he’d be called “an avid gun collector”.

In Texas, he’d be called “a novice gun collector”.

In Utah, he’d be called “moderately well prepared”, but they’d probably reserve judgment until they made sure that he had a corresponding quantity of stored food.

In Montana, he’d be called “The neighborhood ‘Go-To’ guy”.

In Idaho, he’d be called “a likely gubernatorial candidate”.

In Wyoming, he’d be called “an eligible bachelor”.

In Wisconsin, he’d be called “a deer hunting buddy”.