Gersh Kuntzman

The Triggering

Kuntzman's preferred form of personal protection.

Back in June of 2016 a cock wombling poof pansy by the name of Gersh Kuntzman (not just a clever name) got tired of base jumping ass crack ravines and playing butt pool and decided he'd find out what all this "gun control" fuss was all about by ~~shacking up~~, er ~~hooking up~~,... fuck it, there's no nice way to put this, he found the nearest openly gay gun store owner and got a "personal lesson" in firearms, if you know what I mean. This resulted in a hilariously sad editorial piece on guns in which Kuntzman's fingers made his ass jealous by the enormity of bullshit he managed to fudge pack into an online opinion piece on the horribly frightening AR-15 "assault rifle". The article featured about as much sincerity as a fundamentalist Christian preacher caught with his pants around his ankles in the back room of a gay bar whilst entertaining the local plumbers union...

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What is it like to fire an AR-15? It’s horrifying, menacing and very very loud.

It felt to me like a bazooka — and sounded like a cannon.

One day after 49 people were killed in the Orlando shooting, I traveled to Philadelphia to better understand the firepower of military-style weapons and, hopefully, explain their appeal to gun lovers.

But mostly, I was just terrified.

I’ve shot pistols before, but never something like an AR-15. Squeeze lightly on the trigger and the resulting explosion of firepower is humbling and deafening (even with ear protection).

The recoil bruised my shoulder, which can happen if you don't know what you're doing. The brass shell casings disoriented me as they flew past my face. The smell of sulfur and destruction made me sick. The explosions — loud like a bomb — gave me a temporary form of PTSD. For at least an hour after firing the gun just a few times, I was anxious and irritable.

Even in semi-automatic mode, it is very simple to squeeze off two dozen rounds before you even know what has happened. If illegally modified to fully automatic mode, it doesn’t take any imagination to see dozens of bodies falling in front of your barrel.

All it takes is the will to do it.

Forty nine people can be gone in 60 seconds.

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The "Man" Behind The PTSD

Kuntsman is best described as an extreme liberal weenie troll with a sordid victim complex and a penchant for verbal masochism and humiliation. His style and behavior is so pedantically formulaic that he shows about as much depth and personality as a 90s gay sitcom character. His formulaic pattern of behavior generally adheres to the following progression...

1. Find an overly biased, faulty liberal wingnut ideology.
2. Write an op-ed piece based on such ideology using as much incoherent exaggeration as possible.
3. Garner mass levels of righteous hatred and hostility for outright lying in the most disingenuous way possible.
4. Once said animosity reaches viral proportions begin incessantly whining and complaining about it.
5. Write a follow up article ignoring every good argument, victimize yourself and express naive confusion over the reaction.
6. Rinse and repeat.

Although the recent "gun control" hit piece is his most infamous example Kuntzman has actually done this same song and dance time and time again. In another article for example he proudly issued the ultimatum that American baseball leagues needed to get rid of the tradition of singing "God Bless America" because it "offends everybody". The irony of course being that his blatant stupidity had just "offended everybody" in the nation to the point of screaming for his death and deportation. Kuntzman of course ate right into that American man-ass butthurt and trollishly fondled his shit covered cock with homoasochistic delight.