A gun is a gun…

January 21, 2012:  Walking back from the dock in San Luis after the 8 ½ hour trip visiting the old colonial town of Alcantra, I noticed some people peeping around the corner at something that was taking place a block away from my hotel.  It originally looked like there might have been a motorbike accident since a man with a helmet on was laying on the ground.  But it was strange since there was no motorbike around him to justify him wearing a helmet on such a hot day. 

I decided to get closer to see what was going on – thinking that someone might need some help.  This is when I saw the man wearing the helmet sit up with a gun waving in the air before whacking the man he was on top of with it.  He ended up being a police officer that enjoys running (no so smart) and fighting (very smart) with his helmet on. 

A gun is a gun no matter what size it is because you will have to see a doctor no matter how big or small the hole it makes.  But, I must say that the officer’s revolver was so small it was not even threatening – if anything it looked cute.  Is it possible for a handgun to be cute and not a Beretta?