At the ripe old age of 20, I’m in a strange spot. I can buy tobacco, but not alcohol. I can own a pistol, but I can’t buy one (practically speaking). I can buy “rifle” caliber ammo, but not “pistol” caliber ammo (which has created some awkward situations when buying .22LR). I own a pistol, but here in Georgia I can only keep it at home or in my car – no carry allowed, open or concealed.
Here’s the deal: I feel that if good ol’ Uncle Sam can legally draft me and send me off to die in WWIII, I should have full access to my 2nd Amendment rights. But a cousin of mine brought up a good point: folks my age aren’t as trustworthy or responsible as they used to be. He advocates raising the age of majority for everybody.