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Saturday, October 29, 2005
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Project 870
While I am embarassed to admit that I have an off-brand shotgun, I wanted to share my latest project with y'all. I know I know... I wanted a Winchester Defender too... but this is what my
father-in-law gave me so this is what I'm rolling with. Don't get me wrong now... I love this gun. Its as solid as the day is long. If there is a more reliable piece of equipment than an industry standard pump shotgun I don't know what it is. I will go one step further and state that for close quarters combat there are few things more effective than a short-barrelled shotgun. Suffice it to say that between this and my .40 I sleep pretty well at night.
So if I'm so happy, what's Project 870 about? Well lets face it... the weapon needs some modifications. First off I'm gonna start with a pistol grip and fore-stock. I'm gonna add an extended mag tube with a flashlight mount... new sites... and maybe one of those folding stocks... I'm undecided on the stock at this point... I'm leaning towards a plain old pistol grip.
In the end Project 870 should add some serious cool factor to the ol' pump, not to mention practical combat efficiency.
While I am embarassed to admit that I have an off-brand shotgun, I wanted to share my latest project with y'all. I know I know... I wanted a Winchester Defender too... but this is what my
father-in-law gave me so this is what I'm rolling with. Don't get me wrong now... I love this gun. Its as solid as the day is long. If there is a more reliable piece of equipment than an industry standard pump shotgun I don't know what it is. I will go one step further and state that for close quarters combat there are few things more effective than a short-barrelled shotgun. Suffice it to say that between this and my .40 I sleep pretty well at night.So if I'm so happy, what's Project 870 about? Well lets face it... the weapon needs some modifications. First off I'm gonna start with a pistol grip and fore-stock. I'm gonna add an extended mag tube with a flashlight mount... new sites... and maybe one of those folding stocks... I'm undecided on the stock at this point... I'm leaning towards a plain old pistol grip.
In the end Project 870 should add some serious cool factor to the ol' pump, not to mention practical combat efficiency.
Slippery Slopes
We who see slippery slopes everywhere take our fair share of crap for it. When we're right though, we're right. So... when I read that the Shoot-to-Kill policy over at Scotland Yard had been expanded to include such dreadful offenses as stalking and domestic violence... well... I figured it needed some attention.
But never you mind that patriot act. You can trust the government. After all... its not like the Republicans are out there appointing nutcase gun-grabbers to leadership positions in the Justice Department or anything... oh... wait...
We who see slippery slopes everywhere take our fair share of crap for it. When we're right though, we're right. So... when I read that the Shoot-to-Kill policy over at Scotland Yard had been expanded to include such dreadful offenses as stalking and domestic violence... well... I figured it needed some attention.
But never you mind that patriot act. You can trust the government. After all... its not like the Republicans are out there appointing nutcase gun-grabbers to leadership positions in the Justice Department or anything... oh... wait...
Snowballs in Hell
Since the Good King Dubya couldn't be counted on to do it, it looks like its up to a few senators to propose an end to the federal income tax. Of course its never gonna happen, as the federal government is not going to give up its number one way to keep tabs on its citizens.
But hey...having half of your yearly income stolen from you before you ever even see it... that doesn't qualify as servitude does it Wilma?
Since the Good King Dubya couldn't be counted on to do it, it looks like its up to a few senators to propose an end to the federal income tax. Of course its never gonna happen, as the federal government is not going to give up its number one way to keep tabs on its citizens.
But hey...having half of your yearly income stolen from you before you ever even see it... that doesn't qualify as servitude does it Wilma?
Monday, October 24, 2005
Bush the Gun Grabber
It appears the Mr Paul McNulty, US Attourney for the eastern district of Virginia, has been appointed by ol' Dubya to the number two position in the Justice Department... that's Deputy Attourney General for those of you who left your decoder rings at home.
How about I offer some quotes from Mr McNulty:
The federal Violent Crime Impact Teams are led by the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives agents."
"U.S. Attorney Paul J. McNulty said the bureau's technical resources will allow the new teams to focus on stopping the flow of guns to criminals here."
"He said gun shows, which he noted are held as often as every six to eight weeks, will be a particular focus of the teams."
"Richmond's efforts to seize illegal guns, before they are used in crimes*, have so far this year netted 667 weapons..."
* Emphasis added
First of all any appointment of any bureacrat from eastern virginia or eastern maryland should be met with the utmost skepticism by gun rights activists. These people are the lowest of the low. Slimeballs in Illinois look at DC and its neighbors as heros. They lay awake at night dreaming to be one day be Grand Goose-Stepping Gun Grabbers on that level. Californians aspire to such hights.
The appointment of a man who's made his living as HandGun Control's bitch sends a clear message.
Democrats and Republicans are the same.
It appears the Mr Paul McNulty, US Attourney for the eastern district of Virginia, has been appointed by ol' Dubya to the number two position in the Justice Department... that's Deputy Attourney General for those of you who left your decoder rings at home.
How about I offer some quotes from Mr McNulty:
The federal Violent Crime Impact Teams are led by the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives agents."
"U.S. Attorney Paul J. McNulty said the bureau's technical resources will allow the new teams to focus on stopping the flow of guns to criminals here."
"He said gun shows, which he noted are held as often as every six to eight weeks, will be a particular focus of the teams."
"Richmond's efforts to seize illegal guns, before they are used in crimes*, have so far this year netted 667 weapons..."
* Emphasis added
First of all any appointment of any bureacrat from eastern virginia or eastern maryland should be met with the utmost skepticism by gun rights activists. These people are the lowest of the low. Slimeballs in Illinois look at DC and its neighbors as heros. They lay awake at night dreaming to be one day be Grand Goose-Stepping Gun Grabbers on that level. Californians aspire to such hights.
The appointment of a man who's made his living as HandGun Control's bitch sends a clear message.
Democrats and Republicans are the same.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Loyalty
Ya know... every so often I come across a little comment... or a blog that expresses such clear-cut blind loyalty that I start to miss those days... those days back when I was a Republican dammit.
No one said being brilliant was easy. Hey... it's lonely at the top people.
I say the top because that's the only way to describe it. I mean... when one looks down on everyone else... where else can they be?
Those starry-eyed fans of the Red Team... GO ELEPHANTS! They shout with such enthusiasm... and like any good fan... they make excuses and rationalize every stupid thing that their team's players do... while they crusify the players of their rivals for the slightest transgressions.
Bill Clinton was evil because he played politics with welfare reform... but Dubya is a genius for playing politics with education reform.
See how that works?
Oh but... those were the days weren't they? Back when we could all laugh and skewer the stupid liberals for being so... stupid. We were right... they were wrong... that's was that.
And what do we trade that for? We trade it for the cold hard uncomfortable truth. There is no us and them. There was always only them. Those of us who dared to dream of not just growing the government more slowly... but actually shrinking it... we were, and are, the few.
The Elephants fans love Reagan... but its funny... it was a realistic evaluation of Reagan's performance that was the first chink in my Republican Team Armour. For all his talk... can you name a single agency he closed? What did he do? Oh? A tax cut you say? Sure... there was a tax cut... one that liberals to this day say was so insanely ginormous that it nearly bankrupted the government.
In fact it amounted to basicly squat. The average american tax payer barely noticed it, and it didn't cause even the slightest government belt tightening.
See that? That's a what we accomplished writers* call a segway. Into what you say?
This here says I. The Elephant team loves to tell you how logical they are. So... let's talk about the average elephant view. In today's terms, if you talk to Mr Normal Republican who favors "limited" government you'll find that they measure "limited" government in terms of tax cuts. Government gets less money... government spends less money... government is therefore limited.
Got it?
At this point I'm hoping you know exactly where I'm going with this... because if ya don't... well... ya just need help... but don't worry... it's on the way.
See... the other Republican Maxim is that tax cuts actually increase revenue for the government. That, which is demonstrably true by the way, sort of shoots their description of limited government view tax cut right out of the water doesn't it?
Its about as daft as tryin' to put out a fire by pourin' gasoline on it. And that is leaving out the fact that the govenrment doesn't need tax money to spend, as it's more than willing to enthusiasticly go about printing gazillions from thin air.
The plain truth is... the Republicans do not, have not, and will not ever govern significantly differently than the democrats. The system will not allow it. It's equally as daft to assume the constitution boys or the libertarians will fail in exactly the same way for exactly the same reason.
That's why I've washed my hands of the whole affair. I have no loyalties but to God, my Family, and my Friends. I offer no loyalty to the abomination that is Amerika, as it offers me nothing but servitude in return.
A pox on it. A pox on all those who love it.
There are those who say it is only the liberals who hate Amerika. I say to them, anyone who doesn't hate what Amerika has become, cannot possibly be a conservative.
May it burn.
* It is the opinion of the author any blog that inspires women he's never met to email naked and naughty pictures of themselves is unquestionably an accomplishment.
Ya know... every so often I come across a little comment... or a blog that expresses such clear-cut blind loyalty that I start to miss those days... those days back when I was a Republican dammit.
No one said being brilliant was easy. Hey... it's lonely at the top people.
I say the top because that's the only way to describe it. I mean... when one looks down on everyone else... where else can they be?
Those starry-eyed fans of the Red Team... GO ELEPHANTS! They shout with such enthusiasm... and like any good fan... they make excuses and rationalize every stupid thing that their team's players do... while they crusify the players of their rivals for the slightest transgressions.
Bill Clinton was evil because he played politics with welfare reform... but Dubya is a genius for playing politics with education reform.
See how that works?
Oh but... those were the days weren't they? Back when we could all laugh and skewer the stupid liberals for being so... stupid. We were right... they were wrong... that's was that.
And what do we trade that for? We trade it for the cold hard uncomfortable truth. There is no us and them. There was always only them. Those of us who dared to dream of not just growing the government more slowly... but actually shrinking it... we were, and are, the few.
The Elephants fans love Reagan... but its funny... it was a realistic evaluation of Reagan's performance that was the first chink in my Republican Team Armour. For all his talk... can you name a single agency he closed? What did he do? Oh? A tax cut you say? Sure... there was a tax cut... one that liberals to this day say was so insanely ginormous that it nearly bankrupted the government.
In fact it amounted to basicly squat. The average american tax payer barely noticed it, and it didn't cause even the slightest government belt tightening.
See that? That's a what we accomplished writers* call a segway. Into what you say?
This here says I. The Elephant team loves to tell you how logical they are. So... let's talk about the average elephant view. In today's terms, if you talk to Mr Normal Republican who favors "limited" government you'll find that they measure "limited" government in terms of tax cuts. Government gets less money... government spends less money... government is therefore limited.
Got it?
At this point I'm hoping you know exactly where I'm going with this... because if ya don't... well... ya just need help... but don't worry... it's on the way.
See... the other Republican Maxim is that tax cuts actually increase revenue for the government. That, which is demonstrably true by the way, sort of shoots their description of limited government view tax cut right out of the water doesn't it?
Its about as daft as tryin' to put out a fire by pourin' gasoline on it. And that is leaving out the fact that the govenrment doesn't need tax money to spend, as it's more than willing to enthusiasticly go about printing gazillions from thin air.
The plain truth is... the Republicans do not, have not, and will not ever govern significantly differently than the democrats. The system will not allow it. It's equally as daft to assume the constitution boys or the libertarians will fail in exactly the same way for exactly the same reason.
That's why I've washed my hands of the whole affair. I have no loyalties but to God, my Family, and my Friends. I offer no loyalty to the abomination that is Amerika, as it offers me nothing but servitude in return.
A pox on it. A pox on all those who love it.
There are those who say it is only the liberals who hate Amerika. I say to them, anyone who doesn't hate what Amerika has become, cannot possibly be a conservative.
May it burn.
* It is the opinion of the author any blog that inspires women he's never met to email naked and naughty pictures of themselves is unquestionably an accomplishment.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Ugh...
Ok... So I've been suckin' hind teet for a few weeks now. I just ain't got the time right now boys. I'm sorry... I love to blog... and I appreciate the hell outta you folks takin' the time to drop by... but.... unlike some other folks ya find around the ol' blogosphere... I actually have a life, and a pretty busy one.
Normally its no big deal at all to blog 4 or 5 times a day... but lately we've been cramin' to try get ready for all the interviews that are coming up... I don't even know how many there are total know... I just know that there are multiple interviews in Georgia, Alabama, and Tennessee that all need to get done in the course of a scant two weeks.
This has been a legistical nitemare... one that Julie's been bustin her ass to keep straight.. but it seems like everytime we get a plan nailed down, another group calls wanting to interview her... Granted... its a nice problem to have... but damn.
If you're keeping score... the list currently looks like this (Top four favorite prospects)
1. Huntsville Alabama. Holy Cow does this look sweet. Great Job. Great Location. Perfection.
2. Cullman Alabama. Insane Pay and 12 weeks vacation per year. That's practicly part time man... you could take a whole season off! Plus it's straight down 65 from Nastyville. This was the previous number 1 before Huntsville popped up.
3. Perry Georgia. The South kids. The real south. I think Perry is something like an hour or so from the Gulf. These guys have their crap together better than anyone else so far. They are making it very very clear that they dig Julie and want her to come down there. Everyone's been enthusiastic, but not as much as these folks have. They've sent us packages of this and that.. and they call every couple days with updates or just to check on everything. It's a great job all around... the only trouble is its also the furthest away from our family.
4. Dickson Tennessee. If we knew this was a legit offer it'd be further up the list, but they've been kinda non-commital about a position actually being open or not. Makes us pretty skeptical.
Basiclly if Huntsville or Cullman either one knocks it outta the park we'll be making a decision pretty quick.
Anyway... We're gone for a couple weeks. I'll be around... bloggin' from our Road HQ in Murfreesboro.
Farmer Tom... I hope you're still holdin' that girl o' yours. Y'all are still in our prayers.
Ok... So I've been suckin' hind teet for a few weeks now. I just ain't got the time right now boys. I'm sorry... I love to blog... and I appreciate the hell outta you folks takin' the time to drop by... but.... unlike some other folks ya find around the ol' blogosphere... I actually have a life, and a pretty busy one.
Normally its no big deal at all to blog 4 or 5 times a day... but lately we've been cramin' to try get ready for all the interviews that are coming up... I don't even know how many there are total know... I just know that there are multiple interviews in Georgia, Alabama, and Tennessee that all need to get done in the course of a scant two weeks.
This has been a legistical nitemare... one that Julie's been bustin her ass to keep straight.. but it seems like everytime we get a plan nailed down, another group calls wanting to interview her... Granted... its a nice problem to have... but damn.
If you're keeping score... the list currently looks like this (Top four favorite prospects)
1. Huntsville Alabama. Holy Cow does this look sweet. Great Job. Great Location. Perfection.
2. Cullman Alabama. Insane Pay and 12 weeks vacation per year. That's practicly part time man... you could take a whole season off! Plus it's straight down 65 from Nastyville. This was the previous number 1 before Huntsville popped up.
3. Perry Georgia. The South kids. The real south. I think Perry is something like an hour or so from the Gulf. These guys have their crap together better than anyone else so far. They are making it very very clear that they dig Julie and want her to come down there. Everyone's been enthusiastic, but not as much as these folks have. They've sent us packages of this and that.. and they call every couple days with updates or just to check on everything. It's a great job all around... the only trouble is its also the furthest away from our family.
4. Dickson Tennessee. If we knew this was a legit offer it'd be further up the list, but they've been kinda non-commital about a position actually being open or not. Makes us pretty skeptical.
Basiclly if Huntsville or Cullman either one knocks it outta the park we'll be making a decision pretty quick.
Anyway... We're gone for a couple weeks. I'll be around... bloggin' from our Road HQ in Murfreesboro.
Farmer Tom... I hope you're still holdin' that girl o' yours. Y'all are still in our prayers.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
What's This?
What do y'all make of this? All talk? or a signficant step in the right direction? Is this a sea-change?
What do y'all make of this? All talk? or a signficant step in the right direction? Is this a sea-change?
Saturday, October 15, 2005
More Black Stupidity
Some time ago I pointed out that the black reaction to any perceived racism is, in the hands of anyone with half a brain, a wonderfully effective weapon to use against them.
Looks like its happened again.
What could be more predictable? A Nazi group announces that its going to have a parade... blacks riot in response. The Nazi's don't even have to bother showing up. The blacks riot... dozens are arrested... countless innocents are hurt in the stupidity run wild...
I'm left to laugh and wonder if they'll ever learn.
Of course they won't... its just further evidence of the seething rage that boils barely below the surface in practically every urban environment in the country... rage that's fed by Jackasses and self-proclaimed black leaders.
I'm reminded of what Ice-cube said...
"Whites in America should be glad that blacks are talking about this stuff. Cause you know what happens when we stop talking."
See? That's a threat right there. A threat that would only be made by someone who has no historical knowledge of past confrontations between the relevant civilizations. Remeber all those history books about Europe being colonized by Africans?
Ya don't?
Ya know why?
Because spears don't work well against guns.
Oh dear... someone's gonna say I hate black people now.
I really don't... not in the least... I've just seen the anger. I know the rage. I know there is a confrontation coming, and when it comes, I know what side I'm going to be on.
America is splintered right now... more splintered than she has ever been. There are groups... based on race... politics... and religion... that are pulling her in drasticly different directions. The polarization is palpable and real. There is no middle ground.
Middle ground on race?
Middle ground on abortion?
Middle ground on gun rights?
There is no such thing.
I have no idea which group is going to snap first... why... or how... or when... I just know that there this country is in for a bloody bloody period. There will be war which will center around Urban vs. Rural... though it will really be more Conservative vs. Liberal... White vs. Black... Commie vs. Capitalist.
Those on the one side are already huddled in the cities mostly... and on the other... in the country.
It may happen next year... or it may happen 40 years from now... or it may happen when I'm dead and gone. I can't say. What I can say... is that I will be prepared. I have a plan. I have the means. I have the will... and if the fight comes when I'm long dead... I will rest well, knowing that my grand children were also prepared.
Because dammit... I prepared them.
Some time ago I pointed out that the black reaction to any perceived racism is, in the hands of anyone with half a brain, a wonderfully effective weapon to use against them.
Looks like its happened again.
What could be more predictable? A Nazi group announces that its going to have a parade... blacks riot in response. The Nazi's don't even have to bother showing up. The blacks riot... dozens are arrested... countless innocents are hurt in the stupidity run wild...
I'm left to laugh and wonder if they'll ever learn.
Of course they won't... its just further evidence of the seething rage that boils barely below the surface in practically every urban environment in the country... rage that's fed by Jackasses and self-proclaimed black leaders.
I'm reminded of what Ice-cube said...
"Whites in America should be glad that blacks are talking about this stuff. Cause you know what happens when we stop talking."
See? That's a threat right there. A threat that would only be made by someone who has no historical knowledge of past confrontations between the relevant civilizations. Remeber all those history books about Europe being colonized by Africans?
Ya don't?
Ya know why?
Because spears don't work well against guns.
Oh dear... someone's gonna say I hate black people now.
I really don't... not in the least... I've just seen the anger. I know the rage. I know there is a confrontation coming, and when it comes, I know what side I'm going to be on.
America is splintered right now... more splintered than she has ever been. There are groups... based on race... politics... and religion... that are pulling her in drasticly different directions. The polarization is palpable and real. There is no middle ground.
Middle ground on race?
Middle ground on abortion?
Middle ground on gun rights?
There is no such thing.
I have no idea which group is going to snap first... why... or how... or when... I just know that there this country is in for a bloody bloody period. There will be war which will center around Urban vs. Rural... though it will really be more Conservative vs. Liberal... White vs. Black... Commie vs. Capitalist.
Those on the one side are already huddled in the cities mostly... and on the other... in the country.
It may happen next year... or it may happen 40 years from now... or it may happen when I'm dead and gone. I can't say. What I can say... is that I will be prepared. I have a plan. I have the means. I have the will... and if the fight comes when I'm long dead... I will rest well, knowing that my grand children were also prepared.
Because dammit... I prepared them.
Friday, October 14, 2005
ATF
Roll Tide!!!!
So... Consider this the Alabama edition of ATF. See... Julie got an interview in Huntsville for a gem of a job down there. So... as is our custom... we spent tonight surfing around looking info on the place.
We found a sweet little house ( yeah... 4000 square feet little) on the Tennessee river... with a 50 foot slip!!! YAR!!! After some searching around we also found a tactical firearms training center... that focuses on the AR's and 1911s, and a trap and sporting clays club!!!
HEAVEN SAYS I!
This would make me only about an hour and a half from the grandparents... which would relegate JAC to "The Bad Son" status. HA! Bonus!
Clearly I'm pretty stoked about this particular possibility.
But alas... ATF is about more than fanciful prospects... Its about... Drinkin'! And aparently eating Kangaroo... which JamieR says is really pretty good... though to me it sounds a lot like eatin' a bit rat. I've seen a damned wallaby... I didn't see no meat no where. Two evolutionary steps up from a cat if ya ask me.
Now where was I?
ummm.. Oh Yeah... Drinkin'!
Well Jamie's havin' wine... cause he's a pussy. We're drinkin' American... Southron... By God Whiskey up here... and by we I actually mean me. Cas stopped a couple hours ago... dog can't hold his liquor for dammit.
Anyway... I'm deep into the 1792 if ya can't tell... May smoke another Patargas later on tonight... Ya know... Lately I been debate on chew... I know... its nasty as hell... but I'm a redneck dammit.
Whatcha into?
Hope you got a Guiness tonight Space Bunny.
Roll Tide!!!!
So... Consider this the Alabama edition of ATF. See... Julie got an interview in Huntsville for a gem of a job down there. So... as is our custom... we spent tonight surfing around looking info on the place.
We found a sweet little house ( yeah... 4000 square feet little) on the Tennessee river... with a 50 foot slip!!! YAR!!! After some searching around we also found a tactical firearms training center... that focuses on the AR's and 1911s, and a trap and sporting clays club!!!
HEAVEN SAYS I!
This would make me only about an hour and a half from the grandparents... which would relegate JAC to "The Bad Son" status. HA! Bonus!
Clearly I'm pretty stoked about this particular possibility.
But alas... ATF is about more than fanciful prospects... Its about... Drinkin'! And aparently eating Kangaroo... which JamieR says is really pretty good... though to me it sounds a lot like eatin' a bit rat. I've seen a damned wallaby... I didn't see no meat no where. Two evolutionary steps up from a cat if ya ask me.
Now where was I?
ummm.. Oh Yeah... Drinkin'!
Well Jamie's havin' wine... cause he's a pussy. We're drinkin' American... Southron... By God Whiskey up here... and by we I actually mean me. Cas stopped a couple hours ago... dog can't hold his liquor for dammit.
Anyway... I'm deep into the 1792 if ya can't tell... May smoke another Patargas later on tonight... Ya know... Lately I been debate on chew... I know... its nasty as hell... but I'm a redneck dammit.
Whatcha into?
Hope you got a Guiness tonight Space Bunny.
Its Here
I've been screaming at the top of my lungs about this for as long as the blog has existed. I haven't posted a "Buy Gold You Idiot" blurb in a while... but that's only because I assumed you all had become numb to it by now.
I sincerely hope you listen to me... because if you bought gold last christmas... you've made roughly 80 bucks per ounce... which ain't fricken bad. In fact.. that's somewhere near a 20 percent return. I can't imagine ya doin' better... particularly since in the same period, our 401K with The Huge Investment Company That Will Not Be Named (THICTWNBN) has not only lost money... it actually has less money that a savings account would have... Negative. Lost. We'd have more if we stuck it under our bed. Dig?
That ain't good.
Remember kids... Inflation is here. It's been here for a long long time, and now, its gotten so bad that the feds can't even lie about it anymore.
There are three things you need when bad times hit... Guns, Gold, and Whiskey.
Stockpile!
I've been screaming at the top of my lungs about this for as long as the blog has existed. I haven't posted a "Buy Gold You Idiot" blurb in a while... but that's only because I assumed you all had become numb to it by now.
I sincerely hope you listen to me... because if you bought gold last christmas... you've made roughly 80 bucks per ounce... which ain't fricken bad. In fact.. that's somewhere near a 20 percent return. I can't imagine ya doin' better... particularly since in the same period, our 401K with The Huge Investment Company That Will Not Be Named (THICTWNBN) has not only lost money... it actually has less money that a savings account would have... Negative. Lost. We'd have more if we stuck it under our bed. Dig?
That ain't good.
Remember kids... Inflation is here. It's been here for a long long time, and now, its gotten so bad that the feds can't even lie about it anymore.
There are three things you need when bad times hit... Guns, Gold, and Whiskey.
Stockpile!
Thursday, October 13, 2005
No Running in the Playground
Do ya see how stupid society has become? No swings. Nothing with moving parts. Teeter-totters? Nope. Merry-Go-Round? Nope.
All those things are dangerous!
None should be included at a modern playground. So say the Safety Nazis.
This is where we are going people. Fun is being legislated and litigated out of existence. I blame women, and the men who capitulate to their asinine whims.
What this boils down to is the fear and loathing of all things male. Girls are seen as better kids. They have a reputation (totally undeserved by the way) of being peaceful quiet little darlings, while boys are seen as rambunctious, violent, and loud.
Playgrounds were once seen as a place for this pent up boyness to be safely released.
But release is not good enough for the Saftey Nazi. It must be eliminated.
Its stupidity like this that forces me to almost totally abandon society. To flip the country the bird, and wander off with my family to blissful exile.
Do ya see how stupid society has become? No swings. Nothing with moving parts. Teeter-totters? Nope. Merry-Go-Round? Nope.
All those things are dangerous!
None should be included at a modern playground. So say the Safety Nazis.
This is where we are going people. Fun is being legislated and litigated out of existence. I blame women, and the men who capitulate to their asinine whims.
What this boils down to is the fear and loathing of all things male. Girls are seen as better kids. They have a reputation (totally undeserved by the way) of being peaceful quiet little darlings, while boys are seen as rambunctious, violent, and loud.
Playgrounds were once seen as a place for this pent up boyness to be safely released.
But release is not good enough for the Saftey Nazi. It must be eliminated.
Its stupidity like this that forces me to almost totally abandon society. To flip the country the bird, and wander off with my family to blissful exile.
The New Iraqi Constitution
Section 1, Article 2 states:
"Islam is the official religion of the State and it is a fundamental source of legislation."
Shortly after it also states:
"No law that contradicts the established provisions of Islam may be established."
"Guarantees the Islamic identity of the majority of the Iraqi people and guarantees the full religious rights of the all individuals to freedom of religious belief and practice such as Christians, Yazedis, and Mandi Sabeans."
Anyone see anything about Jews in there?
Well... at least we have "bio-diversity" and Universal Health Care covered.
Those who cheer for the Elephant team will point out that the Iraqi constitution also states that, "No law that contradicts the established provisions of democracy may be established." Of course... since the majority of the people want sharia... then that doesn't violate democracy does it?
We've destroyed one breeding ground for islamic extremism, and replaced it with another. We've done so because we've addressed the system, and not the cause.
If you want to deal with extremism, you first have to kill all the extremists. Or at least the vast majority of them.
God dealt with this matter a few times before... I think we should've followed His almighty example..
See the Canaanites for details.
Section 1, Article 2 states:
"Islam is the official religion of the State and it is a fundamental source of legislation."
Shortly after it also states:
"No law that contradicts the established provisions of Islam may be established."
"Guarantees the Islamic identity of the majority of the Iraqi people and guarantees the full religious rights of the all individuals to freedom of religious belief and practice such as Christians, Yazedis, and Mandi Sabeans."
Anyone see anything about Jews in there?
Well... at least we have "bio-diversity" and Universal Health Care covered.
Those who cheer for the Elephant team will point out that the Iraqi constitution also states that, "No law that contradicts the established provisions of democracy may be established." Of course... since the majority of the people want sharia... then that doesn't violate democracy does it?
We've destroyed one breeding ground for islamic extremism, and replaced it with another. We've done so because we've addressed the system, and not the cause.
If you want to deal with extremism, you first have to kill all the extremists. Or at least the vast majority of them.
God dealt with this matter a few times before... I think we should've followed His almighty example..
See the Canaanites for details.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Happens to the Best of Us
I can't imagine that stuff like this happens to other people... and if it does... it happens once. Me? Oh no... awkward... bizarre... ridiculous and unbelievable things happen to me on a regular basis.
So... Here's the latest...
Tonight.. I guess it was around 10 till 9 or so... and I've been here all day. I figure I need to get the hell out of the house. Against my better judgement... I decided to run to walmart and pick up a few things.
Now regular readers should know... it's just no good... I just don't have any luck when I go to Walmart alone.
Anyway... We needed a few things and I had some money to blow... seemed like a good time to go pick up that Jason Aldean CD.... which rocks by the way... what was I sayin?
Oh yeah... Walmart...
So...
I throw on my favorite pair of ratty old torn up wranglers... my standard bitch-beater... my hat.. my boots... strap on the .40 and throw my baggy shirt for cover. A few seconds later I'm rollin' off in my badass black titan... and I'm feelin' pretty good about things.
I've got Dwight crankin' out Guitars and Cadilacs... life's pretty good...
The trip to walmart goes off without a hitch... initially.
I climbed out of the truck, hit the lock... and noticed a couple chicks out of the corner of my eye. Situaltional awareness... I pay attention. You should too. Anyway... these two were young... real young... maybe 16? 17? giggling away... the customary pause when they noticed the cowboy climb out of the high dollar fancy black truck.
I really didn't pay it any mind. The Titan gets looks. We're kinda numb to it.
I hit the store.. picked up my cd.... then headed over to check out the new motorcycle mags. I read an article or two... then decided there was one more CD to pick up before I headed out.
Who's in the music isle? that's right... our two girls. Still giggling... one desperately trying not to make eye contact with me... the other staring and laughing way to loudly.
Ok then...
I snatched the other CD up and walked off... the last thing I needed was some damned teenager givin' me shit about my hat... particularly a drunk.. hot.. no no.. I'm not going there... Eye's forward boy.... head to the check out.
Thankfully... I got my stuff... and headed to the door... a narrow escape.
Or so I thought.
***WHUMP***
I heard her coming... and saw her outta the corner of my eye so I didn't shoot her... This obviously drunk.. and very hot little 16 year old had now draped herself upon me. She basicly ran into me from behind... and draped one arm around me.
"Well iffffffffffff you aren't the most aaaaaaaaaaaadorable thing..."
"Why thank ya darlin'... I 'preciate that."
"And jusht what brings a cowboy out to walmart???"
"Oh... Not much... I had to pick up this pregnancy test for my wife."
*** MUCH LAUGHTER HERE ***
And now we have a red face.... oh? no.. looks like she's red from head to toe... heheheh.. Her friend is practically on the floor laughin' her ass off. That freaky one-eyed greeter... you know the one... hell he's at every dayemed walmart in the country... he heard it too... he was laughin' out loud.
I just smiled and ruffled the poor girl's hair.
"Happens to the best of us Darlin' "
I can't imagine that stuff like this happens to other people... and if it does... it happens once. Me? Oh no... awkward... bizarre... ridiculous and unbelievable things happen to me on a regular basis.
So... Here's the latest...
Tonight.. I guess it was around 10 till 9 or so... and I've been here all day. I figure I need to get the hell out of the house. Against my better judgement... I decided to run to walmart and pick up a few things.
Now regular readers should know... it's just no good... I just don't have any luck when I go to Walmart alone.
Anyway... We needed a few things and I had some money to blow... seemed like a good time to go pick up that Jason Aldean CD.... which rocks by the way... what was I sayin?
Oh yeah... Walmart...
So...
I throw on my favorite pair of ratty old torn up wranglers... my standard bitch-beater... my hat.. my boots... strap on the .40 and throw my baggy shirt for cover. A few seconds later I'm rollin' off in my badass black titan... and I'm feelin' pretty good about things.
I've got Dwight crankin' out Guitars and Cadilacs... life's pretty good...
The trip to walmart goes off without a hitch... initially.
I climbed out of the truck, hit the lock... and noticed a couple chicks out of the corner of my eye. Situaltional awareness... I pay attention. You should too. Anyway... these two were young... real young... maybe 16? 17? giggling away... the customary pause when they noticed the cowboy climb out of the high dollar fancy black truck.
I really didn't pay it any mind. The Titan gets looks. We're kinda numb to it.
I hit the store.. picked up my cd.... then headed over to check out the new motorcycle mags. I read an article or two... then decided there was one more CD to pick up before I headed out.
Who's in the music isle? that's right... our two girls. Still giggling... one desperately trying not to make eye contact with me... the other staring and laughing way to loudly.
Ok then...
I snatched the other CD up and walked off... the last thing I needed was some damned teenager givin' me shit about my hat... particularly a drunk.. hot.. no no.. I'm not going there... Eye's forward boy.... head to the check out.
Thankfully... I got my stuff... and headed to the door... a narrow escape.
Or so I thought.
***WHUMP***
I heard her coming... and saw her outta the corner of my eye so I didn't shoot her... This obviously drunk.. and very hot little 16 year old had now draped herself upon me. She basicly ran into me from behind... and draped one arm around me.
"Well iffffffffffff you aren't the most aaaaaaaaaaaadorable thing..."
"Why thank ya darlin'... I 'preciate that."
"And jusht what brings a cowboy out to walmart???"
"Oh... Not much... I had to pick up this pregnancy test for my wife."
*** MUCH LAUGHTER HERE ***
And now we have a red face.... oh? no.. looks like she's red from head to toe... heheheh.. Her friend is practically on the floor laughin' her ass off. That freaky one-eyed greeter... you know the one... hell he's at every dayemed walmart in the country... he heard it too... he was laughin' out loud.
I just smiled and ruffled the poor girl's hair.
"Happens to the best of us Darlin' "
Bugs
Bees in their hive. Ants in their hill. That's Hell right there. Pure Hell.
Note... they manage to make it through just fine though... without a jackbooted thug controlling the whole deal. Amazing.
Bees in their hive. Ants in their hill. That's Hell right there. Pure Hell.
Note... they manage to make it through just fine though... without a jackbooted thug controlling the whole deal. Amazing.
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