For those who believe we can feed AR-15 shooters to the hungry alligators, in hopes that they will eat shotgunners and hunters last, Esquire Magazine publishes a strong dose of reality:

I’m finished trying to reason with you. So now I, a guy who was ambivalent about guns just a few years ago, want to take your guns away. All of them. I want to take them all and melt them down and shape them into a giant sphere and then push it at you so you have to run away from it like Indiana Jones for the rest of your lives. I want Ted Nugent to roam the halls of his gunless house, sighing wearily until he dies. I want to end this thing once and for all, so that all of you who have prioritized the sale of guns over the lives of children have to sit quietly and think about what you’ve done. God help me, I want to take all of your guns out of your hands, by myself, right now.

This is a growing sentiment, and there’s no appeasing it. We hang together, or we hang separately.