CCW Story Part 14: What do you mean you can't see the target?

I kept my eye on Strangelove for the rest of the session. He seemed to do better and was keeping the muzzle within an arc of 120 degrees. I was up again, this time all of our targets were moved out to 15 yards. Once again I plugged the hole in the center of the target, a bit better than my wife. I glanced down the range and saw that the Springfield XD owner at the end of the row did well. Everyone else's targets looked like Swiss cheese. In the Crazy Lady's target, the bullet holes did not even appear to be denser in the middle of her target, they randomly peppered the whole thing, even the corners. It was at that moment I heard the Geezer utter the statement that would change my life.

"I can't see the target at 15 yards".

It was the sort of statement you have to let sink in, percolating through your mind, a Zen Statement full of implications and ramifications that you won't even find out about or understand fully for decades.

"I can’t see the target at 15 yards”.

The man is holding a handgun during a State mandated marksmanship test, and says that he can't see the target.

Can’t see... Hmm.

That means that if licensed by the state to carry a handgun, this man could shoot what he thinks is a knife wielding stranger running at him pell-mell on the beach, only to shoot my sister’s kid playing with a plastic shovel in his hand. I imagined that they would never license him to carry a concealed handgun. I comforted myself with the thought that the State of Tennessee could not license him to carry a handgun, could they? Not if you can't see the target at the distance required by the State for the marksmanship portion of the class?

“Surely not”. I thought to my self. They will weed out Strangelove and the Geezer, and the streets will be that much safer. What is the difference between a meth-addicted burnout with a gun and an armed old man who can’t see 15 yards? I thought to myself. Both are indiscriminately lethal.