. . . with Radio Lone Star, who brought me some nice gun porn, including an entire special issue magazine devoted to the .45 government model. Naturally, we talked about how the gun industry has changed: there was a time when it was harder for publishing folks to "admit" that they worked for firearms-oriented magazines than it was to concede they work down the street at the Hustler offices. It started to change a little in 1999, when the underground "Y2K preparation" scare led some to re-examine their feelings about self-sufficiency in a number of areas, including home defense. But of course after 9/11 the public settled into a realization that all uses of force—even those that require hardware—are not evil in and of themselves.

That is, it might not be any more wicked to have a sidearm under your bed (secured so your children can't get to it) versus bondage equipment (which no one ever insists should be secured away from the kids).

Around the time we drift away from ordnance and onto media in general, the waitress comes by and I order a margarita on the rocks. No salt. Lone Star looks at his watch, which reads 12:40.

"Is this breakfast for you?" he asks.

"No. I had tea," I respond.

"But have you eaten today?"

"Well," I tell him. "There was milk in the tea. I think that counts."

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