Monday, July 23, 2012

On Aurora


So once again innocent people are killed in a place they are disarmed if not by law then by custom of obeying signs.

Once again the usual criminal enablers blame the very objects that might have made a lifesaving difference. They just cannot stand that someone , somewhere might actually defend themselves or show courage in defense of others with no approved agents acting on the states behalf .

The police can do nothing about situations like this except investigate the crime afterwards . This is no slam against Aurora Police Dept because it was 7 minutes from the first call logged to the arrest being logged . Police officers were literally standing outside the theater and wasted no time at all getting this homicidal looser into custody . They did their job as well as anyone could through the entire incident , and I salute their professionalism .

The theater in Aurora was a posted no gun zone , however Colorado does not have binding signage . In other words the sign is the first request not to bring guns onto the property , If your spotted with a gun and asked to leave you must leave or face trespass charges . We see how that worked out for them don't we ? Anyone think “ binding signage “ that made it a crime to carry past a sign would have made the least bit of difference to the shooter ? If so , what color is the sky in your little world ?

The next shrill cry seems to be that if someone in the audience had had a gun , bullets would have been flying everywhere … * blink * * blink * Just what do you think happened in that momentary hell that the auditorium became and just how would bullets headed towards this lowlife have been bad ? Are these folks afraid that return fire might have bothered him enough to disrupt his aim or something ?

Then comes the call to ban certain guns that scare some people who know nothing about guns and are not interested in learning a dammed thing about what they attempt to keep others from owning. Or magazines that hold too many rounds, as if a cretin number of people shot is just fine , or the changing of a magazine is difficult to the point of impossible ( this shooter did change mags because the 100 round mag he bought did just what 100 round mags normally do and jammed the rifle, pictures of the scene showed his rifle outside the theater with a standard capacity 30 round mag in it ) .

It seems to me that the ones calling for citizen disarmament are only slightly more cowardly than the drone who loaded up a few guns and went out to murder the unarmed , at least he had the courage of conviction to do evil himself rather than bleat, whine, and cry for his will to be carried out by proxy .

He was evil in the flesh . I don’t care how promising a student he was . I don’t care if he loved puppies.
I don’t care if his momma didn’t hug him enough , or if his daddy hugged him too much . None of this matters because the son of a bitch was evil , and evil cannot be reasoned with , or prevented by legislative masturbation . It can only be defeated or in this case contained .

We have not seen the last of this type incident either because we have an entire generation raised on self esteem and participation trophies that never in their lives have experienced any consequence for their actions . When life doesn't hand them what their parents , and school taught them is their due .. well this is on the extreme end of the self centered temper tantrum they will throw .

The only way this type thing is going to be stopped is by force . Immediate , effective resistance to their will is all that will stop them. They cannot be reasoned with , pleaded with , talked or cajoled out of their violence . Only violence in return will make them stop once they decide to do something like this . Its your choice , submit to evil and pray to survive or resist and make him prey to survive.
I know which I choose , so I carry my damned gun .


Saturday, July 14, 2012

All you really need to know about Microstamping


A while back some huckster who apparently is too afraid of the FDA to formulate a plausible snake oil or dietary supplement had a brain-drizzle . He seems to have noticed that if you have a mark on something and smack something else with it the mark will be transferred to the smacked object .

With this tidbit firmly in mind he gleefully scurried off to the laboratory and and futzed with modern technology until he came up with a way to " serialize " firing pins so that in turn they would mark the primers of expended ammo. Then off to he patent office at a high lope he and his co-horts went .

Patents for this process firmly clutched to heaving breast they then approached the ruling waterheads of several nanny states presenting this great crime fighting tool . Imagine it , all the local flatfoot has to do at the crime scene is pick up one of the spent casings and almost magically the shooter will be identified by the marks impressed thereon . Never mind the percent of the casings that are actually readabley impressioned , or the possibility of a " salted " scene by tossing a handful of casings picked up at the local range , dump , draw just outside of town, or down by the river where informal shooting transpires .Or the millions of firearms already produced without said marks on the firing pin. We wont even get into those possibility’s here .

Lets just look at the base premise , the firing pin will be marked , and thus mark the casings because the firing pin would be something your average fella couldn’t easily make and thus change .





That's right a 16d scaffolding nail , and it could have been done nearly as easy with nothing more than a drill and a file than with the lathe and grinder that was used in the video . I will also point out that the knowledge needed here is nothing more than what is needed to clean the rifle . You don't have to be a member in good standing of WECSOG to replace a firing pin on any gun .

So , tell me again how this entire scheme is about fighting crime rather than a back door registration scheme if implemented . I can just hear it now “ Ohh we aren’t registering guns , we are tracking the micro-stamping marks in a data base for “ crime prevention “ .

Tip of the Stetson to the Feral Irishman for the vid

Friday, July 13, 2012

Anger Management

 Anger Management

 When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take
 it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on
 someone you don't know, but you know deserves it.

 I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to
 make.

 I found the number and dialed it.

 A man answered, saying
 'Hello.'

 I politely said, 'This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn
 Carter?'

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear 'Get the right f***ing
number!' And the phone was slammed down on me.

 I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude.

When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I
had accidentally transposed the last two digits.

 After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.

 When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled 'You're an asshole!' And
 hung up.

 I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, And put it
 in my desk drawer.

 Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day,
 I'd call him up and yell, 'You're an asshole!'

 It always cheered me up.

 When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole'
 calling would have to stop.

 So, I called his number and said, 'Hi, this is John Smith from the
 telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our
 Caller ID Program?'

 He yelled 'NO!' And slammed down the phone.

 I quickly called him back and said, 'That's because you're an asshole!'
 And hung up.

 One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.

 Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had
 patiently waited for.

 I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the
 idiot ignored me.

 I noticed a 'For Sale' sign in his back window, so I wrote down his
 number.

 A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had his
 number on speed dial)
 I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too.

 I said, 'Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'

He said, 'Yes, it is.'

 I then asked, 'Can you tell me where I can see it?'

 He said, 'Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd., in Fairfax It's a yellow
 ranch style house. And the car's parked right out in front.'

 I asked, 'What's your name?'

 He said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'

 I asked, 'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'

 He said, 'I'm home every evening after five.'

 I said, 'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'

 He said, 'Yes?'

 I said, 'Don, you're an asshole!'

 Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

 Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.

 Then I came up with an idea...

 I called asshole #1.

 He said, 'Hello'

 I said, 'You're an asshole!' (But I didn't hang up.)

 He asked, 'Are you still there?'

 I said, 'Yeah!'

 He screamed, 'Stop calling me'

 I said, 'Make me.'

 He asked, 'Who are you?'

 I said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'

 He said, 'Yeah? Where do you live?'

 I said, 'Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd., in Fairfax, a yellow ranch
 style home and I have a black Beamer parked in front.'

 He said, 'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start
 saying your prayers.'

 I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole,' and hung up.

Then I called Asshole #2.

 He said, 'Hello?'

 I said, 'Hello, asshole,'

 He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are...'

 I said, 'You'll what?'

 He exclaimed, 'I'll kick your ass'

 I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right
 now.'

 Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I was on
 my way over to 34 Oaktree Blvd., in Fairfax, to kill my gay lover.

 Then I called Channel 7 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree
 Blvd in Fairfax ..... I quickly got into my car and headed over to
 Fairfax ..

 I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of
 each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and
 surrounded by a news crew.

 NOW I feel much better.

 Anger management really does work.