I'm an extremist? I don't think so. I think people that call me an extremist are extremely brain dead and soulless.

I'm not in the leftist controlled Rock and Roll Hall of Fame because of my political views, primarily my lifelong militant support of the NRA, the Second Amendment, and my belief that the only good bad guy is a dead bad guy.

While I now own more guns than the 82nd Airborne, my first gun is still the most important gun I've ever owned.

I'm Beginning To Wonder If It Would Have Been Best Had The South Won The Civil War.

Well, on that day I ceased cleansing my body. No more brushing my teeth, no more washing my hair, no baths, no soap, no water. Thirty days of debris build. I stopped shavin’ and I was 18, had a little scraggly beard, really looked like a hippie…Then two weeks before, I stopped eating any food with nutritional value…Then a week before, I stopped going to the bathroom. I did it in my pants. poop, piss the whole shot. My pants got crusted up.

I have undeniable evidence that many have awakened as a result of my raising hell. Raising hell is SO American rock-and-roll. And of course even soulless wimps love killer music and my incredible guitar tone.

How dare politicians continue to pass insane laws forcing good, law-abiding people to be defenseless and helpless.