Michelle Rovinsky comes hot on the tail of a veritable Smörgåsbord of young American women who are handy with weapons. The media are labelling her a Barbie look-a-like, but the only genuine similarity is her hair colour and lack of sensible clothing.
Thirty two-year-old Rovinsky is a Florida gal with many bikinis, even more guns and an unhealthy dose of knives. She’s a self-styled “survivalist” with blade and gun skills to make you wince.
Now, I don’t want to just have a massive rant about the state of the world, but guess what, I’m going to. If you’re only here to look at a hot bird holding guns skip down a paragraph or two… ahem…
According to Rovinsky she’s trying to educate the young girls of America. What is she trying to educate them about? I hear you ask. Well, warm-hearted Rovinsky is trying to save these young ones from the dangers of pop idols and vacuous celebrity fads; she’s replacing these namby-pamby icons with a strong love and knowledge of death machines.
Now, you can argue black and blue as to whether it’s a good or a bad thing to have guns on sale in Walmart. You can sell to me the wonders of hunting and you can try to convince me that America is awaiting an imminent apocalypse of biblical proportions where guns are the only way to save humanity, but… Doesn’t it seem a bit out-there to you?
Rovinsky is 32 and she can do what she likes (any enemy of the Kardashians is a friend of mine), but her demographic is pre-teen and young teen girls, do we really want them all thinking that a) it’s necessary to take a concealed hand gun everywhere you go and b) it’s cool and safe to carry a firearm? It’s just mental.
It’s only fair to let the “Bunny Hunter” have her say so there’s some choice quotes from her on the next page…
