Ruger pc9 future proof? Risk of ban?

I'll try and give you an honest answer...

Like everyone is saying, yes they want all the guns banned but... I could be wrong of course bc who knows, but it seems like the banned firearms are very loosely based the UN definition of military rifles. Most military rifles don't break down into two parts or use 9mm, like the Ruger PC9, it has a regular stock without a pistol grip.

Yes these are all silly reasons to ban guns but it seems like if a firearm has enough of these "features" it gets banned.

It seems like marketing actually has something to do with it too. Those "survival AR" rifles weren't banned? Neither was the Kel Tech Sub 2000... what about all the "military styled" shotguns... It makes no sense... Anyway, who really knows right? I'd say buy it.
 
I was there with my family in 1969, when Yugoslavia was basically paradise for anyone except those violating Tito's rules around pollution. He wanted the land, air, and the Adriatic to be clean. If a factory was secretly dumping crap into the sea, the fine was steep for a first offence. If caught a second time, the factory directors went to the salt mines for 5 years. A death sentence, effectively. Tito was an early environmentalist.

In Split and in my family's village up in the mountains life was pleasant and good in every way. After that time things gradually degraded, but not by much until the 1980's with Tito's decline and death. That changed everything. All the little dictators started wrestling for control, resulting in increasing hardships all over the country, and ultimately leading to the collapse of the country 13 years later. But under Tito Yugoslavia was well run and generally a very happy place. My father left it in the late 1950's, with the support of his family, because the war had left him deeply scarred as a child and he was about to be thrust into military service. He couldn't fact holding a gun. Had an overwhelming, nightmare-driven horror of it. So he left and went on various adventures, eventually settling in Canada. But he visited his home several times and was always glad to be there. His last visit in 1989 was a bit harsh, but only because his mother was fading. Otherwise things were still pretty good in Split. In our family's tiny village most houses were empty, but only because the next generations had also left for the cities, for university, for company jobs instead of farming.

propaganda worked well for you ... my grand parents cannot left the country together to visit us unless they left money in a bank account blocked for a year ... i had to report in any village to milicija when i was travelling with my potni list.
we purchased cheese that was given by un and where it was written not being sold given by un ... ever heard of the plan when production was dish washer but no soap. i ve seen people and queue to purchase food ...
seems the paradise for some are hell for others ...

but that is not a discussion for gun banned ...
 
propaganda worked well for you ... my grand parents cannot left the country together to visit us unless they left money in a bank account blocked for a year ... i had to report in any village to milicija when i was travelling with my potni list.
we purchased cheese that was given by un and where it was written not being sold given by un ... ever heard of the plan when production was dish washer but no soap. i ve seen people and queue to purchase food ...
seems the paradise for some are hell for others ...

but that is not a discussion for gun banned ...

Not quite following, sorry. Propaganda? My uncle's family in Split was glorious. A vast garden, grapes, figs, peaches, plums, a huge wine cellar in the middle of it with giant barrels full of his wine. The kids selling fruit and veggies at their stand along the little road. My oldest cousin went down to the shore a few blocks away almost every evening to dive for dinner, trident and mesh bag in his hands. The village in the mountains was dusty and ancient, lots of people gathering for a roast lamb feast when we visited. Wine, fruit, all sorts of good stuff over those couple of days... picking blackberries with another cousin, who went on to become a volleyball champion for the national team. The farm didn't look like it had changed in centuries. My father pointed out the places above the village where his older siblings had hidden before attacking a bunch of Germans who were holding hostages in the town.

I guess if the life I saw my family living was propaganda, then yeah, I 'fell' for it. Same for my kid sister who has visited many times on her vacations - she's a flight attendant and gradually learned the local dialect so her visits would be more fruitful, picking up all sorts of stories to fill in the blanks from our father's ramblings.

Our dad went back for a visit a while before he died, had a great time talking to his mother one last time, hearing her side of things from back when he was a kid. She was Serbian, making things a bit culturally difficult for her... but she raised 6 kids and her husband, who was mayor of his village for 17 years, was faithful for something like 70 years. Again, nothing like oppression or hardship reported from his visit.

I'm not saying everyone had it easy with Tito in power. But in my family's little corner of Dalmatia it seemed pretty darn good. Travel was quite free - seems my cousins and their parents, my uncles and aunts, had about as much freedom as they wanted to follow career paths or visit friends and family. Military service was mandatory, as it is in Norway, Israel, a few other places, but not really such a big deal in peacetime. The uncle Josip, in Split, remained in the reserves most of his life, doing the odd tour on a small boat patrolling the coast and training kids.

Perhaps my family were all 'collaborators' of some sort, and all this was just because they were favourites of the government! But no, they admired Tito but didn't particularly like him, talking crap about him now and then. I do recall there wasn't any hunting, so they probably didn't have guns... but then again, I was a little kid, what do I know? Sounds like your experiences were quite different, leaving you bitter. That's unfortunate. I've only been the one time, back when it was Yugoslavia, so I'll shut up about it now and leave you to your grumbling...
 
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