It turns out Danielle and I can squeak by budgeting to attend the NRA annual meeting in Pittsburgh.
The ticketed events were a bit too rich for our blood. It'll hurt to miss out on speeches by Mike Huckabee and Ronald Reagan's son*, and I'm sure we'll be kicking ourselves all year for missing out on the NRA Annual Prayer Breakfast, but we'll take solace in the quarter of a million square feet of exhibitor space.
I trust this will add nicely to my regressive privileged homophobic racist hater-of-the-middle-class cred.
[* - At the--ugh--"NRA's Celebration of American Values Freedom Experience". Guys, come the hell on. I'm completely on your side, and this is making me roll my eyes.]