With regard to the Scottish parliament and its current stance on the illegal use of airguns, I'm reminded of a couple of comments reportedly made by a middle-eatern carpenter's son a while back, about
1. casting stones.
2. removing beams.
I'd add, too -
'There are many things amyss with me', wrote the late B. Franklyn, 'my eyes do fail me, my hearing is as wooden bungs are stuffed in my ears, my joints are inflexible as the leg of the chair on whych I sit, my belly rumbells causing me to fart capaciously and incessaantly and that I am surround by unsweet odours thereby. My teeth are but a long-lost memory, and forsooth, e'en my memory is but an exceeding narrow and seldom-trodd path down into the ever-darkening wood of mercifull oblivion. I content myself, however, and daily offer thanks to Almitey G*d, that in His widsom he did not decree that I be a politition.'