Ted Rall for January 22, 2001
Civil rights comix in association with the national rifle association presents: Marty's close call. I have a dream - and a gun permit. April 5, 1968: Martin heads to Memphis' Lorraine motel for a much-deserved nap. It may get me crucified. I may even die. But I want it said even if I die in the struggle, that "he died to make me free." Good lines, Rev. Suddenly he spots a suspicious glint about 75 yards away. Outta my way, Jackson - goddamn crackers are at it again! Blam blam. Thanks to the NRA's gun safety classes, the would-be assassin is swiftly dispatched. Hot damn, Rev - he wouldn't recognize himself! These new Teflon bullets rock. The second amendment: keeping America's heroes safe and hard at work! Nothing prevents violence more than killing violent scum! Up next: Jackie goes ballistic! I can't believe you got the depository dude and the guy on the grassy knoll!