okay, okay, that was a cheap shot, I admit it.
Does anyone else find it troubling that The President Elect is already developing a nervous tic and he hasn't even taken office yet?
Yikes.
Monday, December 1, 2008
The Brownshirts Ascendant?
A woman expresses a negative opinion about The President Elect and gets a beat-down for her trouble.
Well, at least . . . no, there's no upside to this one. ::shakes head::
Well, at least . . . no, there's no upside to this one. ::shakes head::
Policeman Shot . . . By . . . Himself?
At least he was apparently not claiming to be the only one professional enough to handle a Glock Foh-tee, and it wasn't in front of an entire gun safety class. Still, having just HELD a gun safety class for his own child, one would have hoped Chief Greg Schwarber would have remembered to clear his weapon before cleaning it. This is one of the problems with most striker-fired pistols: they go bang when you pull the trigger with a cartridge in the chamber, and you have to pull the trigger for disassembly.
Glock philosophy: the safety is mostly between your ears.
With best wishes for a speedy recovery, Chief Schwarber, and good luck living this one down. Everyone else: check the chamber at least twice before calling a weapon safe. Always.
Glock philosophy: the safety is mostly between your ears.
With best wishes for a speedy recovery, Chief Schwarber, and good luck living this one down. Everyone else: check the chamber at least twice before calling a weapon safe. Always.
We Are In A Recession. . . Apparently, This Is News?
Well, it is at Yahoo! News anyway.
So, the DJIA is off by nearly 700 points. Yawn. What's 680 points between friends, anyhow?
If you really want to know how ugly it is looking out there, go read a few pages of old articles at Mish's place.
He called recession a couple of years ago, by the way. And currently he is saying the bottom of of the housing market is in. . . in 4+ years from now, that is.
Now is a bad time to be borrowing money, unless you really like paying interest. Also to be lending money, unless you don't like getting repaid. The Bush administration trying to push banks to lend is
stupid.
Have a nice recession everybody! Personally, I have $10 in firing range fees riding on the Dow Jones Industrial Average getting to 6,000 before the end of 2009. If you knew how seldom I bet and how I hate to lose my own money, you would know this bet says a lot about my forecast for the US economy. But don't feel bad, the world is going down with us.
So, the DJIA is off by nearly 700 points. Yawn. What's 680 points between friends, anyhow?
If you really want to know how ugly it is looking out there, go read a few pages of old articles at Mish's place.
He called recession a couple of years ago, by the way. And currently he is saying the bottom of of the housing market is in. . . in 4+ years from now, that is.
Now is a bad time to be borrowing money, unless you really like paying interest. Also to be lending money, unless you don't like getting repaid. The Bush administration trying to push banks to lend is
stupid.
Have a nice recession everybody! Personally, I have $10 in firing range fees riding on the Dow Jones Industrial Average getting to 6,000 before the end of 2009. If you knew how seldom I bet and how I hate to lose my own money, you would know this bet says a lot about my forecast for the US economy. But don't feel bad, the world is going down with us.
Ruger SR9: I'll take mine in .40S&W
The SR9 looks like a nice piece technically and according to reviewers...
especially with the blackened stainless slide:
Hat tip to and image from The Firearm Blog
It fits in holsters made for Glocks. If you wanted a 9mm for around the same price as (or slightly lower than) a Glock, the SR9 is right in the ballpark, and reliability is supposed to be pretty good right out of the box. If you like the idea of a plastic wonder-nine and don't like the Glock's safety system (booger-hook doubles as the only external safety) then this might be one to consider.
If I were in the market for a new pistol AND had $400 laying about, AND they came in .40S&W, I would consider an SR9. You may guess which two of those do not apply. ;)
especially with the blackened stainless slide:
Hat tip to and image from The Firearm Blog
It fits in holsters made for Glocks. If you wanted a 9mm for around the same price as (or slightly lower than) a Glock, the SR9 is right in the ballpark, and reliability is supposed to be pretty good right out of the box. If you like the idea of a plastic wonder-nine and don't like the Glock's safety system (booger-hook doubles as the only external safety) then this might be one to consider.
If I were in the market for a new pistol AND had $400 laying about, AND they came in .40S&W, I would consider an SR9. You may guess which two of those do not apply. ;)
Police Behaving Badly, Mumbai Edition
Unless you were under a rock this weekend, you have heard that the muslim terrorists were at it again, in India this time.
What you may not have heard is that at least some of the police over there areworthless pieces of [deleted] that should have been #1 with a bullet not as brave as the reporter who took this picture.
One could wish that he had pulled a policeman's pink thong into an atomic wedgie, grabbed his service weapon and done some justice right then and there, but monday morning quarterbacks can just keep their mouth shut on this one, unless they have already seen the elephant.
One could also point out that a single armed citizen with a decent rifle could have put a stop to these shenanigans in the train station and possibly elsewhere. One person with a rifle can make a difference. Even a well-placed pistol shot could do it. But of course, someone who can pass the background check to buy a gun is probably going to automatically turn into the type of person who never bothers with paying for guns anyway, so lets just ban the whole kit 'n' kaboodle.
And then of course, you can always depend on the police to do your fighting for you. For example, we have this glowing review of the police activity at the Chhatrapati Shivaji train station:
Sure, leaving it to the only ones professional enough will certainly lead to fewer civilian casualties.
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found at Says Uncle
What you may not have heard is that at least some of the police over there are
One could wish that he had pulled a policeman's pink thong into an atomic wedgie, grabbed his service weapon and done some justice right then and there, but monday morning quarterbacks can just keep their mouth shut on this one, unless they have already seen the elephant.
One could also point out that a single armed citizen with a decent rifle could have put a stop to these shenanigans in the train station and possibly elsewhere. One person with a rifle can make a difference. Even a well-placed pistol shot could do it. But of course, someone who can pass the background check to buy a gun is probably going to automatically turn into the type of person who never bothers with paying for guns anyway, so lets just ban the whole kit 'n' kaboodle.
And then of course, you can always depend on the police to do your fighting for you. For example, we have this glowing review of the police activity at the Chhatrapati Shivaji train station:
"At one point, I ran up to them and told them to use their weapons. I said, 'Shoot them, they're sitting ducks!' but they just didn't shoot back."
Sure, leaving it to the only ones professional enough will certainly lead to fewer civilian casualties.
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found at Says Uncle
Police Behaving Badly
. . .
if charging in to a drunk person's house, dragging them outside their home and charging them with public intoxication is bad, that is.
I know there are two sides to ever story, but this one sounds pretty bad for the local police. I thought the limit was $10,000 per, but I guess it all depends on what law you are alleging they broke.
found at Say Uncle
if charging in to a drunk person's house, dragging them outside their home and charging them with public intoxication is bad, that is.
I know there are two sides to ever story, but this one sounds pretty bad for the local police. I thought the limit was $10,000 per, but I guess it all depends on what law you are alleging they broke.
found at Say Uncle
I Know What You Did Last Summer Weekend
This past Thanksgiving holiday weekend was one of the better ones in recent memory. My sister A.W. and her husband and three sons all came out from Houston to stay at Dad's place. We went out Thursday early afternoon, and after a little prep time, we ate. And ate. And ate. And talked, and ate. You get the idea. After dinner we went for a walk about a mile or so down the road and back, all of us... 6 adults, 6 children, 5 dogs (it's just outside BFE*, so there's about zero car traffic). Good stuff. The children spent a lot of time running around Dad's property and jumping on the trampoline. The babies got into a couple of traffic jams in their walkers, which was high comedy in person, especially when they started jabbering at each other.
Friday we went out again. We arrived after almost everyone had left to go shopping, so a couple of naps were snuck in there by mommies and a couple of children. Leftovers were eaten in, if possible, greater quantity than the day before.
Saturday we went out there again after attending a wedding and part of the reception (congratulations to L&L B.! ). I was an usher in the wedding and #1 was the Flower Girl. One of the men from the church said he'd seen rehearsal weddings go worse... everything went about as well as could be expected, and a good time was apparently had by all. Anywho, we left from the reception about 10 minutes later than was prudent. We changed into street clothes at Dad's place, having let ourselves in because everyone else had gone. My sister K. was in the Johnston City High School marching band in the parade, and everyone with a watch or cell-phone clock had already set off and found a place to sit on the courthouse square in Johnston City. We arrived at the square just as the beginning of the parade was going by, and managed to see my sister after all! We were walking around the edge of the parade route and were about to ask some folks to let us by, and they turned out to be our family; we got to enjoy the parade together after all. The polish sausage and funnel cake filled the last tiny bit of available stomach I had left after the Chicken Cordon Bleu x3 etc. at the reception. The children had supper at Dad's after we got back to base, and I was tie-urd. L. was good enough to drive us home again. Thank God, #3 slept straight through the night and then of course Sunday was all church and naps.
Monday got off to a bit of a slow start.
...I begin to percieve how people can gain weight during the last couple of holidays in the year. My daily diet is apparently about enough to keep me alive. A combination ofcheapness frugality and business at work keep me from eating much during the day, and L. usually has some healty thing or other at the house. But this last weekend, I ate so much I think I'm still full. Wow.
*BFE: The middle of nowhere, with a not-for-childrens'-ears official definition
Friday we went out again. We arrived after almost everyone had left to go shopping, so a couple of naps were snuck in there by mommies and a couple of children. Leftovers were eaten in, if possible, greater quantity than the day before.
Saturday we went out there again after attending a wedding and part of the reception (congratulations to L&L B.! ). I was an usher in the wedding and #1 was the Flower Girl. One of the men from the church said he'd seen rehearsal weddings go worse... everything went about as well as could be expected, and a good time was apparently had by all. Anywho, we left from the reception about 10 minutes later than was prudent. We changed into street clothes at Dad's place, having let ourselves in because everyone else had gone. My sister K. was in the Johnston City High School marching band in the parade, and everyone with a watch or cell-phone clock had already set off and found a place to sit on the courthouse square in Johnston City. We arrived at the square just as the beginning of the parade was going by, and managed to see my sister after all! We were walking around the edge of the parade route and were about to ask some folks to let us by, and they turned out to be our family; we got to enjoy the parade together after all. The polish sausage and funnel cake filled the last tiny bit of available stomach I had left after the Chicken Cordon Bleu x3 etc. at the reception. The children had supper at Dad's after we got back to base, and I was tie-urd. L. was good enough to drive us home again. Thank God, #3 slept straight through the night and then of course Sunday was all church and naps.
Monday got off to a bit of a slow start.
...I begin to percieve how people can gain weight during the last couple of holidays in the year. My daily diet is apparently about enough to keep me alive. A combination of
*BFE: The middle of nowhere, with a not-for-childrens'-ears official definition
Do Want: AR57 (AR Five Seven) 5.7x28mm upper
My co-worker W.S. said it best:
Love the Five seveN cartridge but don't really want another whole gun? Have a spare AR lower laying about (I mean really, who doesn't?)
Available with 6" barrel + 6.5" suppressor (for "plinking" quietly), 11" and 16-1/8" barrels. Uses FN P90 high-capacity magazines. I can live without the full-auto capability, but it would be nice. It looks like the BUIS is already there, but a 1x optic would be nice for CQB. Other than that, it's ready for stocking stuffing, right out of the box.
Seen at, and image from The Firearm Blog.
"Two, please, and a coupon for ammo."
Love the Five seveN cartridge but don't really want another whole gun? Have a spare AR lower laying about (I mean really, who doesn't?)
Available with 6" barrel + 6.5" suppressor (for "plinking" quietly), 11" and 16-1/8" barrels. Uses FN P90 high-capacity magazines. I can live without the full-auto capability, but it would be nice. It looks like the BUIS is already there, but a 1x optic would be nice for CQB. Other than that, it's ready for stocking stuffing, right out of the box.
Seen at, and image from The Firearm Blog.
The Onslaught Has Begun.
The day after Thanksgiving, when we took off for my Dad's house, the radio was tuned to the 24-hour Christmas music channel.
Pet Peeve #1: Christmas is not a verb. You cannot Christmas, and I am not Christmasing with you.
Pet Peeve #2: Whining into a microphone does not make you a great conveyor of emotion in song.
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There are maybe a dozen songs I care to hear on, and perhaps a day or two before, Christmas. You can not fill 24 hours a day for a solid month with a dozen songs done well, or even moderately listenable Christmas music. My Darling Wife enjoys it all, however, so I endeavor to keep my fat yap shut. Do not be surprised if more of this type of post pop up before Christmas... one of the main reasons I write here is to spare her ears. Read it or not, this is one of my steam vents.
Pet Peeve #1: Christmas is not a verb. You cannot Christmas, and I am not Christmasing with you.
Pet Peeve #2: Whining into a microphone does not make you a great conveyor of emotion in song.
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There are maybe a dozen songs I care to hear on, and perhaps a day or two before, Christmas. You can not fill 24 hours a day for a solid month with a dozen songs done well, or even moderately listenable Christmas music. My Darling Wife enjoys it all, however, so I endeavor to keep my fat yap shut. Do not be surprised if more of this type of post pop up before Christmas... one of the main reasons I write here is to spare her ears. Read it or not, this is one of my steam vents.
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