Her name was Neda Agha Soltan. She was a daughter, a girlfriend, a citizen of Iran. She arose out of a warm comfortable bed that day; probably performed her usual morning hygiene practices, selected some clothes and perhaps applied a little perfume and makeup. Then, she went out to join a group of her fellow citizens for a cause greater than herself and found death in the streets of her own country.

We have seen the video of the beautiful young lady lying in her blood, dying with a bullet through her heart and lung. What would she have done that day had she not been filled with passion for her own and others freedoms? What would have been her routine? Would she have been at a job, gone shopping with her mother for a birthday or wedding present for a friend? Would she have walked down the street catching a second glance from a young man, firing up his senses with her poignant good looks and the light fragrance of a soft perfume?

All these were instantly stopped by a bullet from a government controlled gunman eager to show this innocent, tender and intelligent young woman just who was in control.

When I see images such as these, whether from Beijing, from Tehran or anywhere else in the world, I grow even more proud of our founding fathers who gave us the Second Amendment to The United States Constitution. They knew how their struggle had been won and they knew that, should another struggle ensue, years, decades or centuries down the road from their composing that document, that at least the American Citizen would have a chance at equalizing the crush of tyranny.

Imagine if one protesting individual was armed in that Iranian clash, he or she could have used it against an armed agent of the regime and when he fell, his weapon could have been confiscated. Falling into the hands of another, this scene could have been again repeated again and again until many of the protesters could have been armed. They could have slipped away into buildings and alleyways and been prepared to conduct an urban guerrilla warfare against their oppressors.

Oh, but you say, there would have been much more bloodshed had something such as this occurred. You are absolutely right. But, the next day, strategically placed protesters with newly confiscated weapons could have performed the same deeds as the day before and gained even more firearms, thus possibly tipping the scales against the jack booted ones. Needless to say, even with only a few arms, word would have spread about the exploit and, with renewed optimism, an even greater fire would spread though the streets of Tehran. Freedom, ladies and gentlemen, never has and never will be free.

The right to bear arms, for me, is the fourth branch of our government. Should all our weapons and ammunition be suddenly confiscated, what could possibly be our recourse against an egomaniac bent on a complete and total crackdown and control of the citizens of this country? And don't say it couldn't happen, tyrannical power seekers are not exclusive to Romania, Russia, Iran or Cuba. We have our own home grown right here. That little document with the amendment I just referred to is the only thing stopping them now, in the past and in the future.

Should any instance ever occur in these United States, millions of citizens could become like roaches in a darkened kitchen, sniping from trees, rooftops, windows and carrying the battle to Big Brother himself.

So, when I hear liberals whine about guns being outlawed, I can always think of Neda and the millions like her in past situations like Stalin's Russia, Hitler's Germany, in Castro's Cuba and in a dozen other countries whose government was and is bent on iron-fisted control of their citizens and societies.

So,left wingers, gun control advocates, if you truly have sympathy for this Iranian flower crushed in the street, wish that her friends and fellow protesters had had a Beretta in their pockets at a critical moment and perhaps her sacrifice would have had an even greater meaning.

God Bless the NRA.