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A Green Beret Went on a Shooting Rampage. Is the Army at Fault? by Dave Philipps

High-tempo Special Operations training can cause brain injuries that accumulate unnoticed. One soldier says that is why he snapped and killed three people.

Sgt. First Class Duke Webb was an active-duty Green Beret with seven deployments and a flawless record when he entered a bowling alley in Rockford, Ill., one night and started shooting people.

No one had done anything to provoke him. He just seemed to snap. He shot a 14-year-old boy in the face by the front door, and a 16-year-old girl in the shoulder when she tried to hide. Then he walked into the snack bar and continued to fire.

By the time the police tackled him that evening in 2020, three people were wounded and three were dead. He has been awaiting trial for first-degree murder ever since.

He has admitted that he pulled the trigger. The question is why.

PTSD is the obvious guess. But there is little in Sergeant Webb’s record to support it. He was only in one real firefight, and no one on his team was hit by enemy fire that day.

The real cause, Sergeant Webb and people close to him say, had nothing to do with combat — but everything to do with his Army service.

Special Operations troops train relentlessly, jumping from planes, firing shoulder-fired rockets and setting off explosives. The years of training exposes them to so many weapons blasts and knocks to the head that it can erode their ability to do the job, or even to function normally. Many end up with significant brain injuries — injuries that are often missed by the Army.

That is what Sergeant Webb says happened to him. After 12 years in uniform, he was having splitting headaches and developed a facial tic. He often lost his train of thought and became so consumed by strange, conspiratorial anxiety that he began insisting that his girlfriend use a code name.

The Army never diagnosed a brain injury, but medical officers grew so concerned that they prescribed for the sergeant a drug used to treat advanced Alzheimer’s disease. He was 37 years old.

When he walked into the bowling alley 16 days later, he told the police afterward, he didn’t understand where he was or what he was doing.

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Duke Webb shot six people at a bowling alley in Rockford, Ill., in 2020, killing three. He has admitted to the shooting but has pleaded not guilty.Credit…Jamie Kelter Davis for The New York Times

His lawyers have argued in court filings that the Alzheimer’s drug, called memantine, pushed his already injured brain past its limits, and that when he opened fire, he was in the grip of psychosis caused by the medication. He has pleaded not guilty.

“I know what I did was wrong, and I deserve to be in here suffering,” Sergeant Webb said in a telephone interview in the fall, in which he sometimes lost his train of thought and rambled. “But the military used me up, then abandoned me,” he said. “I feel left behind.”

Instead of trying to understand whether off-label medication and years of blast exposure had contributed to the killings, the Army quickly cut ties with Sergeant Webb.

Shortly after the bowling alley shooting, it sent a psychologist to assess Sergeant Webb in jail. The military wanted to force him out of the Army, but federal law required it to first determine whether he was medically fit to be discharged, or had a service-related injury that required Army care. The psychologist wrote that Sergeant Webb probably had experienced a “brief psychotic disorder,” and showed signs of PTSD and a brain injury. The Green Beret was not fit to be discharged, he wrote.

The Army discharged him anyway. The paperwork rated his service as “other than honorable,” cutting him off from veterans’ medical care and benefits.

There are now three possible outcomes for Sergeant Webb’s criminal case. A jury could find him guilty and send him to prison for life. It could find him not guilty by reason of insanity, and send him to be confined in a state hospital where he would be treated and perhaps eventually released. Or it could decide that the drug prescribed by the Army temporarily made him insane through no fault of his own, and let him walk free.

In none of those scenarios, though, would the Army learn whether blast exposure in training played a role in what happened, or how that training may be hurting other soldiers.

Sergeant Webb has been in jail for five years, much of it in solitary confinement. In part because of his rattled mental state, he has replaced his legal team several times, delaying his trial and exhausting his savings — about $400,000. He has grown hopeless and at times suicidal.

“I just get tired of living with myself,” Sergeant Webb said. “The people I served with, most of them seem to have forgotten about me. What I did was so horrible, no one wants to take the time to try to understand why it happened.”

Sergeant Webb joined the Green Berets in 2010 after two years in the regular Army. He was assigned to 7th Special Forces Group at Eglin Air Force Base in Florida and began a grueling decade of training and deployment.

The Army sent him to explosives school, sniper school, jump school and dive school. He learned to fire mortars and other heavy weapons that can cause brain injuries. He deployed three times to Latin America and four times to Afghanistan. Though combat exposure was minimal, blast exposure was constant.

In Latin America, he taught partner armies how to create landing zones in the forest using explosives. In Afghanistan, he trained local troops to detonate mines, and blew up abandoned American military equipment to keep it out of Taliban hands.

“None of those blasts completely rocked you — they didn’t hurt,” Sergeant Webb said in the interview. “But you could feel them in every part of your body.”

In interviews, Sergeant Webb and several other Green Berets estimated that only 10 to 20 percent of their overall blast exposure had come in combat. The vast majority was from training, not war.

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A woman’s hands hold a framed photo of a group of soldiers in camouflage posed in front of a flag.
Sgt. First Class Duke Webb, pictured with colleagues, is one of a number of career troops with blast exposure who developed a pattern of cognitive and other symptoms sometimes called Operator Syndrome. Credit…Jamie Kelter Davis for The New York Times

The brain is an exceptionally delicate network of some 100 trillion neural connections. Blast waves surging through repeatedly can fray its tiny fibers or break them. When damage piles up, the brain’s reactions can become hard to predict.

Early in his career, Sergeant Webb had a reputation in Special Forces for being meticulous, calm and motivated. “He was a go-getter, very smart, well spoken, squared away, never in trouble,” said his former team leader, retired Master Sgt. Duane Flores.

But over time, Sergeant Webb started to unravel. It began with restless sleep and disturbing dreams, then headaches so severe that he worried he might have a brain tumor. His thoughts grew scattered, and he struggled to retain information.

The Army treated the symptoms without diagnosing a larger cause. He got medicine for his headaches, and the stimulant Adderall for concentration.

His girlfriend at the time, Monica Gonzales, watched him gradually grow so fearful and suspicious that he started to refer to her outside the house only by the code name Matilda.

“It got worse over time, to the point that it was really making me nervous,” she said.

Sergeant Webb is an extreme case of a much larger problem in Special Operations that the military is largely blind to.

Years of intense training and exposure to weapons blast waves can cause profound scarring in the brain that makes top-performing soldiers fall apart. But in case after case, the military has missed the onset of these kinds of brain injuries, in part because there is usually no obvious single accident or attack to point to as a cause, and in part because the symptoms can resemble those of PTSD.

In career Special Operations troops, insomnia, anxiety, confusion and other problems are so common that the pattern has been given a name: Operator Syndrome.

Murder and other violent crimes are a rare outcome, but when they occur, the military does little to understand whether brain injuries played a role. If troops are arrested in the civilian world, the military simply discharges them and moves on.

In response to questions from The New York Times, Special Operations Command, which oversees all Green Berets and Navy SEALs, acknowledged that “years of routine training and weapons use, particularly exposure to blast overpressure, can pose risks for brain injuries in career operators.”

A spokeswoman for the command, Col. Allie Weiskopf, said it was changing some training to reduce exposure, and increasing screening for injuries. The changes, she said, exemplify Special Operations Command’s “commitment to supporting the well-being of its personnel throughout their entire careers.”

When blast-exposed troops have turned violent, though, the military has repeatedly dismissed the possible role of cumulative brain injury, in favor of explanations that don’t implicate its training or equipment.

In 2002, four soldiers at Fort Bragg murdered their wives in a six-week span. Three were senior enlisted Special Forces soldiers just back from Afghanistan. The fourth was a combat engineer in a unit that had done extensive explosive disposal work in Kosovo.

An Army investigation initially focused on whether a malaria drug could be at fault, and eventually concluded that pre-existing marital problems were largely to blame. It never considered blast exposure.

In 2023, an Army National Guard staff sergeant who had spent years as a grenade instructor killed 18 people in Maine, and then died by suicide. A civilian laboratory that examined tissue from his brain found damage that it said was consistent with repeated blast exposure. The Army said it saw no connection.

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A boy walks on a grassy lawn among blue crosses, signs and pumpkins set up in memory of victims of a mass shooting in Lewiston, Maine, in 2023.
Brain injuries can accumulate in troops frequently exposed to blast waves in training. A laboratory found signs of such injuries in brain tissue from a Maine gunman who worked as a grenade instructor. Credit…Hilary Swift for The New York Times

Sergeant Webb wasn’t the only member of his Special Forces team who was struggling. His communications sergeant, Aaron Tugmon, started to have crippling panic attacks and insomnia. Reading became a struggle, and remembering nearly impossible. The Army prescribed drugs for sleep, anxiety, depression, and headaches, plus Adderall for concentration.

“Before I knew it, I was on, like, eight pills, and the Army never really looked at the cause,” said Mr. Tugmon, who retired as a chief warrant officer in 2024.

Their former team leader, Sergeant Flores, had many of the same problems, and the Army put him on many of the same drugs. He fought to control his emotions, and one morning, he chased a man who had been tailgating him and got into a physical confrontation.

“It was clear something ain’t right,” he recalled in an interview. “That’s when I went for help.”

He was medically retired from the Army in 2020. Afterward, he worked as a civilian for a Special Operations program that encourages soldiers to seek health care. The job revealed to him how widespread the problems were.

“I would say, 90 percent of our operators are driving with the engine light on, trying to ignore their problems until they can’t anymore,” he said. “Very little of it rises to the level of murder, but there are assaults, suicides, drugs, domestic problems. A lot of people are hurting.”

The problems also show up in career Navy SEALs, said Chris Frueh, a psychology professor at the University of Hawaii who encountered the pattern when working with SEALs transitioning to civilian life. Unsure how to properly categorize what he was seeing, in 2020 he proposed the “Operator Syndrome” designation.

There are probably many contributing causes, including chronic stress, sleep disturbance and exposure to combat, Mr. Frueh said, “but maybe the biggest factor is brain injury.”

By his seventh deployment in 2020, Sergeant Webb was a wreck. He was in an intelligence job at a secure base in Afghanistan, working largely at a desk, but his headaches grew so intense that he often had to stop and lie down in a dark room.

“I felt like I could feel the synapses misfiring, like my brain was just scrambled eggs,” he recalled.

When he got home in August 2020, he seemed different in ways that friends found hard to explain. He had always been meticulously neat, but now his house was cluttered with unfinished projects. Commuting to work one morning, he saw a cardboard box on the roadside and was so sure the logo on it was a sign of communist activity that he filed a report with Special Forces.

“He would cry over all sorts of things,” said Ms. Gonzales, who remained friends with him after they separated in 2019. “He was sure people were out to get him.”

In December 2020, the pain and confusion grew so bad that he sought help from a Special Forces psychiatrist. The doctor scheduled him to come back in a month for a brain injury assessment, and prescribed memantine.

The drug is approved to treat late-stage Alzheimer’s, and is sometimes prescribed off-label for other forms of dementia and for headaches. But patients must be monitored carefully, because in rare cases, it can cause serious side effects, including psychotic delusions.

Sergeant Webb never made it to his follow-up appointment.

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Early in his career, Duke Webb was known as a meticulous, squared-away soldier. His mother, Janice Webb, held a portrait of him as she waited in November for a video call with him from jail. Credit…Jamie Kelter Davis for The New York Times

A few days after starting to take memantine, he traveled to Rockford, where his father was in a coma after an auto accident. He stayed with his half brother, Anthony Gonzales, who immediately noticed that something was off. The Green Beret had developed a stutter, blinked hard while speaking and peered constantly out windows.

“I figured it was PTSD or something, and just tried to let him know it was all OK,” Mr. Gonzales said in an interview.

Sergeant Webb stayed in Illinois through Christmas. During that time, he said in an interview, he became convinced that the federal government had been replaced by a shadowy conspiracy of Communists, Russian operatives and violent street gangs, and that ordinary people he encountered — hospital workers, waitresses, delivery drivers — were in on the plot.

On Christmas night, he told the police, he sat awake with a gun, afraid that someone was going to attack.

The day before Sergeant Webb was scheduled to return to Florida, Mr. Gonzales had to go to work at a bowling alley called Don Carter Lanes, where he was the cook and night manager. He asked Sergeant Webb to come along.

At the alley, Mr. Gonzales took his half brother to the snack bar, gave him a menu and told him to pick something out. Mr. Gonzales went to the kitchen to cook. Sergeant Webb quietly scanned the room, his thoughts reeling.

“It was like the most extraordinarily vivid combat dream I’ve ever had, and I felt everyone was trying to kill me,” he said later.

He became so agitated that he vomited in the snack bar, and then went to find his half brother in the kitchen. As he did, he pulled out a concealed handgun.

“I tried to calm him down,” Mr. Gonzales recalled. “I said, ‘You’re surrounded by good people. Ain’t nobody gonna hurt you.’”

Sergeant Webb put his gun away, took a few deep breaths and appeared to relax. He left the kitchen.

A minute later, Mr. Gonzales heard a loud bang, as if someone had dropped a bowling ball. Then several more.

From the kitchen, he saw his brother pointing a gun. “I yelled, ‘Duke, no!’” Mr. Gonzales said. “He snapped his head and looked at me. But you could tell by his look that it wasn’t really him. I saw that look, and I took off running.”

A correction was made on

An earlier version of this article misspelled the surname of a University of Hawaii psychology professor. He is Chris Frueh, not Freuh.

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VA: New Sweeping Gun & Magazine Bans and Suppressor Taxes by Chris Stone

As the Virginia Legislature’s starting date rapidly approaches, anti-gunners are already preparing to axe your gun rights by firing off new bills during the bill pre-filing period.

HB 217 is especially damaging, and it aims to do a sweeping number of infringements on your rights if passed. The bill:

  • Bans the importation, sale, manufacture, purchase, and transfer of a wide range of commonly owned semi-automatic rifles, pistols, and shotguns by classifying them as “assault firearms” based on features such as pistol grips, threaded barrels, folding or adjustable stocks, muzzle devices, or the ability to accept detachable magazines.
  • Targets specifically semi-automatic pistols and shotguns commonly used for lawful purposes, including pistols with threaded barrels and semi-automatic shotguns with detachable magazines or fixed magazine capacities exceeding seven rounds.
  • Bans the sale and transfer of magazines capable of holding more than 10 rounds if manufactured on or after July 1, 2026, outlawing standard-capacity magazines that are factory-issued with many popular firearms.
  • Makes the importation, sale, manufacture, purchase, or transfer of a prohibited firearm a Class 1 misdemeanor, punishable by up to 12 months in jail and a $2,500 fine.
  • Imposes a three-year prohibition on possessing, purchasing, or transporting any firearm for anyone convicted under the bill, expanding firearm prohibitions through misdemeanor offenses.
  • Criminalizes possession, purchase, or transport of an “assault firearm” by anyone under the age of 21, even when the firearm was lawfully owned and manufactured before the ban date.
  • Authorizes seizure and forfeiture of firearms, magazines, and accessories involved in violations, even when the underlying offense is a misdemeanor rather than a felony.
  • Expands concealed handgun permit disqualifications by tying permit eligibility to the new “assault firearm” misdemeanor convictions.

In addition, HB207 could obliterate the gains we made on the federal level by convincing Congress to lower the National Firearms Act tax on suppressors from $200 to $0 thanks to your persistence and advocacy. HB207 hopes to:

  • Impose a new $500 Virginia tax on suppressors, in addition to the existing federal tax and registration requirements.

To recap, the Virginia Legislature has already also introduced SB 27 which holds manufacturers and dealers liable and susceptible to potentially multimillion dollar lawsuits for things out of their control and SB 38, seeks to grow the already stringent regulations regarding the confiscation or transfer of firearms from a “prohibited person.”

How can we fight back against these egregious policies that threaten our inalienable Second Amendment rights? There are currently two essential and immediate options that we need your help with.

1.  Use the form at the top of this post to contact your state delegate and senator, and tell them that you oppose HB 217HB 207SB 27, and SB 38 for the reasons outlined above. We need to flood Richmond politicians with calls and emails to make it clear that Virginians will not tolerate and stand by when our constitutional rights are under attack.

2.  Join us for the The Virginia Citizens Defense League Lobby Day on January 19, 2026. VCDL’s lobby day is an opportunity for our message to be heard and amplified; with a massive attendance of gun owners at the state capitol, we can make a serious impact on how these bills perform. Click here to learn more

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GUNFIRE AND THE FAT MAN WRITTEN BY WILL DABBS, MD

Gunshot wounds can be deceiving. There is frequently minimal
evidence on the outside to attest to the mischief lurking within.

Our hero was north of 400 pounds. In the place where I learned my trade, we’d call that four Mississippi Units. He was a big boy but not the biggest I had seen … not by a long shot.

The man waddled into the emergency room under his own steam. At first brush, he honestly seemed unhurt. Then, he turned around and showed me his shirt. The right aspect of his back over his shoulder blade was soaked with blood. I got him to take his shirt off, put some pressure on the wound, and got about the business of figuring this all out. Along the way, he told me his story.

Just Minding My Own Business …

They all had the same tale or some variation thereon.

“There I was, sitting on the front porch reading the Bible to my blind grandmother when Some Dude jumped out of the bushes and busted a cap on me. He was wearing a hoodie, so I couldn’t see his face, but he was packing a GLOCK 9.”

Repeat as necessary.

If the cops could apprehend Mr. Dude, the crime rate in our little corner of hell would plummet precipitously.

In this case, the guy was supposedly just driving along when he pulled up to a stoplight and was accosted by a total stranger. Now, I was born at night, but not last night. Were I to hazard a bit of conjecture, I’d guess that he took part in a drug deal gone bad. That’s what got most of them.

Anyway, the two men exchanged words, and things escalated. Then, my new buddy hit the gas. He had enough sense not to hang around amidst such fulminant percolating drama. His roadside buddy decided to seal the deal with a single 9mm Parabellum ball round.

Possession of a genuine cop gun like this police-issue GLOCK 22 will make you a rockstar among serious criminals.

Shop Talk

Talking guns with shot-up thugs was actually one of the bright spots of my time in an urban ER. They were all rank amateurs, but they spoke the language to a degree. Hi-Points were ubiquitous, and GLOCKs marked the Thug of Distinction.

A GLOCK that had been credibly taken from a cop was enough to fill one’s dance ticket any place two or more criminals formally gathered. I only heard of that once. As this was in the early aughts, the criminals in my hood had not yet discovered the joys of the homebuilt AR-15 pistol or the Draco.

Long guns were mostly SKS carbines and illegal cut-down scatterguns. Interestingly, not one shot-up criminal who told me about the sawed-off shotgun they kept back in their crib knew anything about the barrel length restrictions imbedded within the National Firearms Act of 1934. To have even asked would have seemed insane. Methinks there might be a message buried away someplace in that, something deep and timeless, perhaps.

Once they secured their Gat, they had to feed it. Ammo was and is expensive. They didn’t much care about details so long as it went bang. That meant cheap FMJ ball. Think Winchester White Box or the imported Russian steel-cased stuff. Just blasting bullets to us.

Performance Anxiety

Never underestimate the penetration capability of 9mm hardball. There is a reason most tactical teams use rifle-caliber carbines rather than pistol-caliber subguns these days. Believe it or not, those zippy little 5.56mm rounds don’t generally punch as deep through drywall as do 9mm pistol rounds. That’s counterintuitive but nonetheless real. My new lumbering pal was a great example of physics in action.

This particular 115-grain Full Metal Jacket bullet penetrated the steel trunk of his ghetto sled, bored through the back seat, followed subsequently by the front, and finally found a forever home in his ample back fat. The man actually told me he didn’t realize he was shot until he got home, crawled out of his car and noticed all the blood. He claimed the wound was literally painless. How weird is that? He then got back into his hooptie and came to see me. By the time we met, he was starting to get a little bit sore.

The wound was superficial, though it likely would have been through and through for a skinny guy like me. His X-rays were fine, and the bullet had not reached anything important. If I remember correctly, he left with some antibiotics, a tetanus shot and an outpatient follow-up with the university surgeons. The guy was in and out in a couple of hours. Just another day in paradise …

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SINUS SECRETS BY WILL DABBS, MD

On an X-ray, dense things are white, while not-so-dense things are black.
The two big round rascals are eyeballs. The other grey spaces are sinuses.

“Doc, I have sinus,” says almost everybody. At that point, I typically smile and inquire about how long someone has felt bad and explore the sordid details. However, “I have sinus” is kind of a nonsensical thing to say if you really pick it apart.

Sinus is a Latin word. Literally translated, it just means cavity or empty space. All normal people have scads of sinuses. In the head in particular, you have eight — two pairs of four. These eight empty spaces accomplish some of the most amazing things.

Ours is such an amazing design. Your sinuses actually
do a lot of really important things for you.

Anatomical Details

Your head is really heavy. I’ve actually had the pleasure of hefting a detached example myself. By incorporating these eight empty spaces into the design of your head, God made things considerably easier on your neck.

Your sinuses act as crumple zones for your face, not unlike those of a modern car. When real people get hit in the face it is not much like the movies. The thin, brittle bones of the sinuses and face crunch in on themselves to protect sensitive stuff like your brain and eyes.

Your sinuses serve as antechambers to your lungs. The air that goes into your lungs needs to be clean and warm. Your sinuses take care of that for you. Were it not for this pretreatment, the sensitive tissues of your lungs that facilitate gas exchange would be forever infected and subject to thermal irritation.

That’s actually asking quite a lot. Room temperature air is typically 70 degrees Fahrenheit and 35% humidity. Four inches later, the air headed into your lungs is at 98.7 degrees Fahrenheit and 100% humidity. Your sinuses do that for you, and we don’t even think about it.

To accomplish that mission, your sinus linings are forever secreting mucus, the voluminous, slimy snot that is so delightful in a three-year-old with a head cold. In fact, to process some 20,000 liters of air each day, your sinuses produce roughly half a gallon of snot.

Once that slick, slimy stuff is corrupted with bacteria, fungi, sloughed-off dead skin and good old-fashioned dirt, you simply swallow it so your stomach acid can render everything digestible. Half a gallon. That sounds gross because it is. However, it’s also all pretty normal.

Now Things Get Weird

So, you actually have two separate noses — one on each side of the midline. Each is entirely independent from the other. One of the more frustrating aspects of a typical cold, flu or COVID-19 is nasal congestion. You won’t believe where that actually comes from.

When your head is stuffy, you’ll never actually blow that stuff out. The inside of the sinuses is lined with highly-vascular erectile tissue, not unlike that of the male penis. Don’t think too hard about that. It is this mechanical swelling, not excessive snot, that typically creates the head stuffiness.

The opposite sides of the nose actually become engorged and then relax rhythmically as part of normal everyday life. ENT doctors call this the nasal cycle. At any given time, one-half of your nasal passage is typically kind of sealed off and shut down. If we aren’t sick, we typically don’t notice. Nobody is really sure why this happens, but cats, pigs, rats, dogs and rabbits do it as well. If nothing else, it allows half of the nasal system to rest at a time.

The Barrett M82A1 anti-materiel rifle will clear your sinuses

better than most medications. Standing next to this puppy
when it barks can be a life-changing experience.

Medical Manipulation

Many nasal decongestants don’t actually work. Steroids and Sudafed are fairly effective, but phenylephrine and menthol like Vicks Vapo-Rub … not so much. Menthol actually tricks your sinuses into believing the air they are passing is cold when it really isn’t. That lets you perceive that your stuffiness is better even though the bogginess of your sinus linings and the caliber of the air passages aren’t much different.

Afrin is topical epinephrine. That stuff works like a champ to decrease sinus engorgement and open stuffy sinus cavities. When I used to fly Chinook helicopters to the top of Mt. McKinley, Alaska, back when I was an Army pilot, we always flew with a bottle of Afrin in our helmet bags.

If you were coming down off the mountain at 20,000 feet and found that you couldn’t clear your ears and sinuses, Afrin would reliably do the trick. The same stuff works well if you have trouble with ear pain on commercial airplane flights as well. The problem always seems to be on descent, seldom while climbing.

However, Afrin is also profoundly addictive. It’s not heroin or fentanyl addictive. It is simply that after a couple of days of regular use you won’t be able to decongest without it. Another couple of days and you won’t be able to decongest with it.

The big harmonica muzzle brake on the Barrett M82A1 directs a great deal of the chaos out the sides to help counteract recoil.

Ruminations

So, why all this jabber about sinus problems in my weekly GunCrank column? I have long asserted that the best way to clear your sinuses is to stand alongside someone firing a Russian AK-74 on full auto or, even better, a Barret M-82A1 .50-caliber rifle.

The blast from those superb muzzle brakes angling out the sides will indeed reliably clear your sinuses. However, if you don’t have one of those awesome rifles handy, you might want to try a little Sudafed. While you’re at it, just take a moment and appreciate the amazing functions of the humble sinuses. Despite being slick, slimy, warm and gross, they’re also actually pretty cool.

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