Are you confused? Congratulate yourself!
Sound familiar? I was once what I now believe to be a typical consumer making a first-time foray into silencer (aka “suppressor”) shopping.
I’m fairly bright; I survived engineering school, I convinced a beautiful woman to marry me, I manage to keep my bills paid and even got a couple of patents along the way. But not much in my life has made me feel as ignorant and out of touch as trying to buy a silencer.
Like many, I wanted a silencer for two basic reasons; 1) my rifle was very loud and 2) silencers are cool! I thought I could turn my AR15 into a pellet-gun-quiet weapon of…whatever. I don’t hunt and don’t plan on joining a militia, but if the need presented itself…
Ok. I just thought it would be cool.
As I was driving into town I passed a gun shop and noticed that they sold silencers. It said “SILENCERS” right over the phone number on the sign out front. I planned a u-turn for the next opportunity and called the phone number. When the lady answered I asked her,
“Do you have silencers?”
“We have suppressors.”
“What’s the difference?”
I kept driving.
I didn’t want to come across so ignorant on my next attempt so I read as much as I could on blogs, websites, forums and industry articles. At that time, there wasn’t nearly as much on the internet as there is now, but it was just as effective. I left that experience even more confused than when I started. I just didn’t know it yet.
This time, I walked into a gun shop and studiously examined the wares in the silencer/ suppressor display case. When the clerk asked me if he could help, I asked him, “Which of these do you recommend?” He responded with a baffling question, “It depends. What do you want to do with it?” I had obviously fooled him into thinking that I was familiar with the subject, so I responded, “Uh. Well, you know.”
This guy knew what he was doing. His stereotypical “always a Marine” cadence and self assuredness gave me confidence that I was talking to the right guy. He showed me every detail about each one. They were all black and tubular, I didn’t retain much else.
When he was finished, I tried to maintain the charade I came in with and asked, “So, what’s the difference between this one and that one.”
He looked at the labels and said, “About $500.”
I stared at him like a fourteen year old boy who just accidentally walked into a women’s locker room. I thought it was obvious. I wanted to make my gun quiet and look cool doing so. So I bought a little time and said, “Um hm.”