Yes. When I was young, I got bitten by a radioactive rodent, which gave me the super powers of squeaking, gnawing, and crawling along ropes with ease. I now roam the streets at night, dressed as a giant rat, fighting crime, scaring folks who take short cuts through the back alleys, and helping myself to the odd serving of cheese.
Ah! Driving cars with bad gas mileage! What says "Global warming is a scam" better than a car pumping out a little more than it's fair share of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere!
In Roman times, the same statistics could likely be made about swords. And don't car fatalities make gun fatalities pale in comparison? But I don't hear you whining we should get rid of cars.
Guns are a tool, like cars are a tool. But unlike cars, guns are a tool only real men can actually use. Some, like Tourist, used this tool in their earlier days. But he still found a way to use it. Man will always find a way to murder his brother, like with Cain and Abel. But to ban such a useful tool in an effort to cure a disease which lies deep inside man's dark heart would be quite naive, to put it politely.