Hey, I suppose the serial killer thing makes sense; I have this severe objection to impersonal death. It's why I hate guns so much; if you're going to kill, maim, or otherwise injure someone, you'd better have the guts to do the dirty deed right in thier face, clsoe enough to see the look in their eyes as they realize their lungs are going to stop working in just a moment and they wonder if they've made a good enough peace with god to get in to heaven. If you feel the need to kill someone, you'd better be able to stand the feeling of their blood running all over your hands, the sensation of bones cracking and pulverising beneath your fingers, the stench of bowels voiding as muscles suddenly relax; if you don't think you can deal with all of that, then what on earth are you doing trying to kill someone? This whole "death from a distance" thing that you get with guns- it ruins the whole point.

The point is that death is not impersonal and distant, it's in your face, dirty, ugly, and painful. If you feel you absolutely must kill someone, at least be respectful enough to the corpse-to-be to let them see your face and feel your hands and the warmth from your body even as the warmth from their own leeches away. A gun is so much less personal, so much less honest than a knife or a club to the back of the head, even. If you aren't willing to deal with the immediate consequences of what you've done, then you shouldn't be doing it in the first place.

Yes, that's my argument against guns: not that they kill people, but that they do it impersonally. *puts soap box away* Don't collect guns, children, collect knives. It'll be better for your soul in the long run.