From the story:
Cole drove up from Anderson, S.C., on Saturday to attend
a benefit cowboy action shoot for Melinda Rea Kelly of
Knoxville and her husband, "Curly" Bill Kelly, a member
of the Knoxville-based Smoky Mountain Shootist Society.
They're helping one of their own. True pioneer spirit, I suppose. Big deal.
Now if I were Melinda Rea Kelly, I might say thanks but no thanks, for the reason already mentioned here: a bunch of dumbass pretend-cowboys shooting at imaginary Native Americans -- i.e. the idea that Native Americans were/are for shooting at -- isn't my idea of something I'd want to legitimize in any way.
On the other hand, if I were desperate for the money, I'd consider stating my opinion about that to anyone who asked for my response to the grand gesture, and expect that the dumbass pretend-cowboys would still want to help me out, because after all they're being charitable, not looking for personal gain or fame by helping me.
And if I were actually desperate enough for the money and worried enough, and realistically, that speaking out might result in not getting it, I might just shut up and take it. And rage inwardly against the society that put me in the position of having to choose between denouncing something that glorifies other people's suffering and having my own suffering relieved, and against people whose "charity" was apparently so selfish.
Of course, it's so unlikely that I'd ever be in that position -- married to a dumbass pretend-cowboy, or in need of funds to cover medical care (if that's the case; can't tell) -- me being both enlightened and Canadian and all, that I can't predict with any certainty at all just what I might do.
But the story still has nothing to do with justice/public safety etc., or even any relevant aspect of firearms or firearms control. People ride motorcycles for charity all the time; I'd never suggest that this had anything at all to do with traffic or licensing or helmet laws. But who knows; somebody might.