I was reading a mystery the other day.1 As the story reached its climax, Our Hero pulled out his .357 revolver and "thumbed off the safety."
I wanted to throw the book across the room, and I might have, if it wasn't a libary book.
So anyway, here's this:
I don't know how a mystery author can take a lot of time to get places and locations correct and not spend five freaking minutes doing basic research on the basic tool of the trade of a fictional private detective.2
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1. Collision Bend by Les Roberts.
2. Robert B. Parker was horrible in this regard.
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Old Tong trick was having the first chamber empty, in case you get spooked or lose control of the weapon,
Old cowboy trick, DA, wouldn't want to shoot the horse out from under you.
I think I've shared how I never did buy into that if your horse gets spooked and you're flopping around on the ground with your foot caught in the stirrup getting your head kicked in you're gonna' slip the throng, draw that pistol, cock it and then shoot the horse. Yeah, uh-huh, you do it.
Shoot the snake before it spooks the horse.
"Drawing his Colt Police Positive revolver he screwed the cylinder of the silencer on the muzzle."
And speaking of doing wrong things with guns, how about the member of the club- 'point guns at your genitals on camera with safety off and finger on trigger' who, yes, shot himself in the dick. No joke, the club elected him president. He's walking the [stupid] walk anyway. You go, boy. Don't stop now, that's why God gave you two balls.
Robert B. Parker lived in Massachusetts. Handguns are a bit rare here.
How do you think writers do research?
Apparently shot right through the scrotum, Tod, missed both gonads and his, ahhh... well. Doesn't even qualify for a Darwin Award nomination. Frickin' amateur, how are you gonna' own the libs if you can't even qualify for a Darwin Award nomination!?
Actually learned a bit about cooking from Parker, long time ago.
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