Paint me a pacifist in a plethora of proud pistols. One thing I’ll say for them, though, is they’ve all had proper training and meticulously practice gun safety. In other words, they don’t go off half-cocked.
Which is more than I can say for some people. (Badum-ching!)
The connotation of “going off half-cocked” is the failure of the safety mechanism in certain pistols to keep the hammer from falling—and the gun going off when unattended.
Which is more than I can say for some people. (Yeah, yeah, I already said that. So sue me.)
The thing is we often do this: we open our fat mouths before we set the safety; launch in before checking our settings; miss the point by shooting the messenger. Before we know it, BOOM! We’re going off… when unattended.
For we all stumble in many ways. If anyone does not stumble in what he says, he is a perfect man, able to bridle the whole body as well.
How much better, once we decide to “fire at will” with our powerful platitudes, to actually know our target. If we must be musketeers at all, the least we can do is pick somebody who’s “worth the powder and shot to blow them up.” Words are like flying bee bees: they hit quickly, and often spread out in the process. Put the safety on—and double-check that it’s engaged.
While we’re at it, we often let things out of our pie hole without having the goal in our sights, getting ready, and taking proper aim. How often the recipient of our “finest” shot is not the person it ought to have reached.
I think the best advice is just to hold your fire. A little preparation can prevent a lot of collateral damage.
Which is more than I can say for some people.