(V): A couple of guys break into my house thinking I'm an easy target cuz I'm an old fart. I pull out my semi-auto and hold the guys, with the threat of their death should they move, until the police arrive. They are both armed.

ALL that matters to me is my gun stopped these bass turds from hurting my family.

But guns are much much more to Americans than protection from bad guys. I would say it's a small slice of a very big pie.

My brother in law has a consealed permit and carries his gun where ever he goes. I pity the bad guy who tries to do violence around him. He's a crack shot.