Last Saturday, I came home from a party, dissolved a sweet pill of melatonin under my tongue, and went to sleep not realizing that I had locked out a guest, who was smoking some weed and drinking a beer under pear trees in the backyard. The guest (a black male) yelled and yelled at my window, which is in the front of the house and faces the main street, but I just slept and slept. He was stranded outside in socks and pajamas. His cellphone was in the guest room.

Because of the interesting properties of melatonin, my dream that night was very vivid. It involved a Boeing 747 slowly and sublimely nosediving the massive airshaft in the core of the Death Star. I woke up around six in the morning and, while making coffee, heard a knock on the door. It was my guest. But why was he not in the guest room, which is next to the kitchen? He had slept in the cold shed in the backyard. It has a white couch and, unknown to me, blankets in a box seat. That's how he survived the night.

After my guest told me the whole sad story, and after I apologized for sleeping so hard (which is not something I usually do), I said to him: "I'm glad no one called the police." A black man screaming like a mad man at a dark house in the middle of the night—this situation has the potential to end very badly.

The thing is this: If the cops had been called, guns would have entered the situation, thus making it significantly more dangerous. So, it's not so much racist cops I worry about; it is their guns. Guns do kill all kinds of people all of the time. But we can and will do nothing about this obvious fact.

The people running for president don't really want to do anything about it.

America's gun debate came to an end in 2012 with the Sandy Hook shooting. As pointed out by Dan Hodges, if the mass murder of children had no impact on the gun control debate, then nothing ever will. It is just over. We are stuck here. People like the sheriff of Roseburg, Oregon, John Hanlin, have won the issue. At this point, the best thing you can do is not own a gun, because that greatly reduces your chances of being injured or killed by one.

My guest's long journey through the night ended with a warm Irish coffee.