Liberty is an inherently offensive lifestyle. Living in a free society guarantees that each one of us will see our most cherished principles and beliefs questioned and in some cases mocked. That psychic discomfort is the price we pay for basic civic peace. It's worth it. It's a pragmatic principle. Defend everyone else's rights, because if you don't there is no one to defend yours. - MaxedOutMama

I don't just want gun rights... I want individual liberty, a culture of self-reliance....I want the whole bloody thing. Kim du Toit

The most glaring example of the cognitive dissonance on the left is the concept that human beings are inherently good, yet at the same time cannot be trusted with any kind of weapon, unless the magic fairy dust of government authority gets sprinkled upon them. Moshe Ben-David

Saturday, October 08, 2011

Truth in Fiction

Back in 2004 Oh John Ringo No and Linda Evans published a Sci-Fi novel written in Keith Laumer's Bolo universe. For those not acquainted, a Bolo is a self-aware armored fighting machine. By the time the protagonist of this novel, a Bolo Mk. XX, designation SOL-0045, nicknamed "Sonny" is introduced, Bolos have been manufactured for about 900 years. This one in particular is 115 years old, and a veteran of many battles.

Artificial intelligence systems have advanced greatly, but the Mk. XX is not designed to operate with complete autonomy. It is designed to have a human commander responsible for strategic decisions and tactical override. Sonny is quite large - on the order of sixteen thousand tons, and armed with the kind of firepower you'd expect from something with the mass of a battleship.

But that's beside the point here. The précis of the novel, The Road to Damascus is:
When a ruthless political regime seizes power on a world struggling to recover from alien invasion, a former war hero finds herself leading a desperate band of freedom fighters. Kafari Khrustinova, who fought Deng infantry from farmhouses and barns, finds herself struggling to free her homeworld from an unholy political alliance, headed by the charismatic and ambitious Vittori Santorini, which has seduced her young daughter with its propaganda and subverted the planet's Bolo, using the war machine to crush all political opposition. To free her homeworld, Kafari must somehow cripple or kill the Bolo she once called friend. Unit SOL-0045, "Sonny," is a Mark XX Bolo, self-aware and intelligent. When Sonny's human commander is forced off-world, Sonny tries to navigate his way through ambiguous moral and legal issues, sinking into deep confusion and electronic misery. He eventually faces a dark night of the soul, with no guarantee that he will understand-let alone make-the right decision.
I'm reading it now. I came across a few paragraphs last night that I felt the need to share, editing only those parts specific to the world of the book, because as far as I'm concerned it applies right here, right now:
(The party) is composed of two tiers. The lower tier produces many outspoken members who make their demands known to the upper tier. The lower tier is derived from the inner-city population that serves as the base of the party. The lower tier's members are generally educated in public school systems and if they aspire to advanced training, they are educated in facilities provided by the state. This wing constitutes the majority of (the party's) membership, but contributes little or nothing to party theory or platform. It votes the party line and is rewarded with cash payments, subsidized housing, subsidized education, and occasional preferential employment in government positions. The lower tier provides only a handful of clearly token individuals allowed to serve in high offices.

The upper tier, which includes most of the party's management, virtually all the appointed and elected government officials, and all of the party's decision-makers, is drawn exclusively from suburban areas where wealth is a fundamental criterion for admittance as a resident. These party members are generally educated at private schools and attend private colleges. They are not affected by food-rationing schemes, income caps or taxation laws, as the legislation drafted and passed by members of their social group inevitably contains loopholes that effectively shelter their income and render them immune from unpleasant statues that restrict the lives of lower-tier party members and all nonparty citizens.

(The party) leadership recognizes that in return for supporting a seemingly populist agenda, they can obtain all the votes they require to remain in power. Even the most cursory analysis of their actions and attitudes, however, indicates that they are not populists but, in fact, are strong antipopulists who actively despise their voting base. This....is proven by their efforts to reduce public educational systems to a level most grade-school children (in other countries) have surpassed, with the excuse that this curriculum is all that the students can handle. They have made the inner-city population base totally dependent on the government, which they control.
I'm by no means a fan of Pat Buchanan, but I think he was absolutely correct when he said:
Our two parties have become nothing but two wings of the same bird of prey.

Friday, October 07, 2011

"English, MF. Do you speak it?"

Mad Saint Jack thinks that he's seen the questioning of AG Holder by Darrell Issa before.

Spit-take warning - don't drink and read.

Thursday, October 06, 2011

Bowling Pin Match, Sunday Oct. 9

Usual place, the Tucson Rifle Club action range.

Time: 8:00 AM sign-up, first rounds downrange about 8:15

Handguns only

.22 rimfire, centerfire revolver (.38 caliber minimum), semi-autos (9mm minimum, unless you've got a S&W Model 52)

You're welcome to shoot your revolver against the semi-auto crowd, but we think it's more fun to shoot wheelgun-vs.-wheelgun.

Cost: $10 for the first gun, $5 for any additional guns. Bring about 100 rounds for each. You probably won't need 'em all unless you're really good at missing fast, but 50 probably won't be enough.

Hope to see you there!

Wednesday, October 05, 2011

Racist Rant! (NSFW)

(Language warning!) It's anti-Obama - it must be racist!



What a fine rant!

Sunday, October 02, 2011

Movie Review: The Killer Elite

Typical action film. Lots of stunts, some explosions, lots of gunplay.

Major film stars: Jason Statham, Clive Owen, Robert De Niro.

Overall, not bad. I'd give it three out of five stars, but I have one teensy little gripe:

Why oh why does Hollywood worship the three-day beard? Especially when it comes to Jason Statham? It's his signature characteristic. "Now performing, Jason Statham's beard!" This film takes place over literally weeks, yet his beard never gets longer, nor is he ever clean-shaven, even when the situation he's in suggests he ought to be (impersonating a doctor, for instance). It's one of those "suspension of disbelief" things. Beat the hell out of a guy while you're zip-tied to a chair with your hands behind your back? OK! Wear a three-day beard for weeks on end? Don't think so. He shaves his head but not his face? WTFF?

That is all. My "profound" gland seems to be all tapped out at the moment.

The Two Americas

Quote of the Day from a comment by The Geek with a .45 to the last piece by Bill Whittle I posted.
Whittle absolutely resonates if you have woven into your mindspace the right strings and sounding cavities that were once baseline American libertarian concepts. In other words, if you've got certain ideas and mental referents knocking around your noggin, you're going to be totally lit up by Whittle.

We have to remember that as illuminating as Bill is for us, there is a very large segment of the population that lack these key bits of mental infrastructure.

I've seen them, and it's really disturbing. They react to Whittle as if he were speaking Mandarin while wearing a belt of pelts and skulls and painted in woad. That which he speaks is so foreign to them that it is literally incomprehensible, they have no handle with which to grasp the concepts.  Without such traction, such mental anchorpoints that make association with anything else in their lives, the whole thing passes through like undigested corn, leaving behind no impact or effect in its wake.
And I contend that this division is the intentional result of a century of "public education."  As the "Father of Modern Education" John Dewey stated:
Children who know how to think for themselves spoil the harmony of the collective society which is coming, where everyone is interdependent.
Can't have baseline American libertarian concepts interfering with the coming utopia.

Saturday, October 01, 2011

Operating System Humor

My brother gave me this one. I hadn't seen it before: 




He has a desktop unit he "upgraded" to Vista back when it first came out.  It became an instant doorstop.  His new machine runs Windows 7.

My new work laptop is running Windows 7. So far, meh.  My home machine is running XP Pro.

Arizona Gun Politics

Well, I went to the annual meeting of the Arizona Citizen's Defense League and ran into Capitalist Pig and his lovely wife. I stayed until after AZ Representative Frank Antenori spoke, but my a$$ was dragging, so I called it a day at about 2:00 PM.

While I was there, however, the President of the AZCDL told of how, six years ago, the first annual meeting was held consisting of about five guys and one extra-long submarine sandwich. This year there were about 400 people eating catered barbecue. Not bad in that short a period of time.

If you're an Arizona resident, you should look into membership. These guys fight the good fight.

Friday, September 30, 2011

OK, So the First Week at the New Job is Over

Man, it's nice to be back on the retail side of the electrical equipment business. Know anybody who needs a 35' diameter 26,000Hp Semi-autogenous grinding mill or two? I've got a lead on a pair of new ones, never installed, with full warranty! A mere $24 million each! No 58-week lead time, they're ready to go (well, except for the drive systems - those would need to be built, and they're extra.)

I've got to spend another week up in Phoenix, but the new office should be ready a week from Wednesday. One nice fringe benefit is I will have an office again instead of a cubicle beige fabric-covered box. I missed that. Another will be that I can walk to work - it's 1.0 miles from my front door to the new office. The exercise will do me good. I may need to put together a 40lb. rucksack to carry.

Let's hope that economic Armageddon remains at bay for the foreseeable future.

Age Res Proprias Tuas

Bill Whittle hits another one out of the park:



UPDATE: For some reason Bill apparently made this one unavailable.  You can catch it at PJTV.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Quote of the Day - Chicks With Guns Edition

Reader Larry B. sent me a link this morning to an PMSNBC piece on the new book Chicks with Guns by Linday McCrum with the following note:
When you see a front page article on the MSNBC website about women carrying guns you know that we are finally beginning to make headway in the battle about gun rights.
Well, we've known we've been making progress for some time, but point taken.

That's not the QotD though.  This from Ms. McCrum's interview is:
"I learned two main lessons while working on this book," said McCrum, who divides her time between New York City and California when she isn’t traveling for work. "One is that on the subject of guns, nobody is neutral. And the other is that when you get outside of the blue-state cities, everybody has a gun."
Gee, ya THINK? "40% of households" my aching buttocks. Forty percent will admit to it.

Looks like there'll be another book to go on the shelf beside Kyle Cassidy's 2007 portrait book Armed America, which I wrote about here.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Lots to Say, No Time to Say It

I've got the urge to write another Ãœberpost, but no time to do it.  There are a lot of things I want to comment on, and again, very little time.  The new job is going OK, but I'll be happier when I don't have to work in Phoenix.  It's a bit far from home.

Just a quick post, then.

I caught the new movie Moneyball last weekend.  I'm not a baseball fan, but for some reason I like baseball moviesThe Natural, Field of Dreams, Bull Durham, Major League, Mr. Baseball, I liked 'em all.  Moneyball is based on fact, and per the blurb, it is:
The story of Oakland A's general manager Billy Beane's successful attempt to put together a baseball club on a budget by employing computer-generated analysis to draft his players.
The theme of the film is that, while it's possible to buy a championship team if you have bottomless pockets, it's also possible to build a winning team on a budget if you can select players who can get on base and otherwise don't cost that much.

For a movie based on statistics, it was pretty good.  I especially enjoyed the fact that this team of mutts and rejects managed to win a record-setting 20 games in a row - fact.

But throughout the entire movie, I kept having the same thought: The movie would have been just as good and cost a lot less if they'd passed over Brad Pitt and instead drafted Greg Kinnear for the lead role.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Kalashnikitty Time!



Eric emails:
Back again for its quarterly run - the infamous Kalashnikitty shirts! The last run worked out great, but some people missed the order deadline or wanted more after they got their first order. I’ve also been getting a lot of requests lately for shirts. So, I'm going to do a new run of shirts for everyone, and am offering a few new styles!

I will be taking orders until Monday, October 31 and the order with my shirt maker will go in on Wednesday. I should have the shirts in my hands and shipping out by the end of the third week of November at the latest and they will ship out immediately by Priority Mail.

Here's the procedure for getting the shirts (this makes it a LOT easier for me to track and ship these things ASAP)

Email me (erickelly1@verizon.net) with the following:

1 - Number, color, style (short-sleeve, tank top (Male or Female), baby-doll, long-sleeve, hoodie, or sweatshirt) and sizes you want –

2 - Your name and address

3 - How you would like to pay for them (Check, Money Order, Paypal)

Colors, Styles, and Sizes:

Shirts now come in multiple COLORS - an ash grey (very nice and light), a light pink, and black, plus there are a blue-sleeved and a red-sleeved “patriotic” style, digital camo pattern in Urban, Green, and Desert, and woodland camo pattern in Urban, Green, and Pink- shirts are high-quality, long lasting, very soft. I've never gotten an email from any of my previous customers saying, "The shirt shrunk, faded, looks horrible after 3 months, etc." - these really are quite nice shirts.

Shirts come in multiple STYLES - short-sleeve, long-sleeve, sweatshirt, "baby-doll", tank top (specify male or female) and Hoodies. The hoodies have the graphic on the back. They are pull-over style with hoods and drawstrings, and hand-warmer pockets in front on the bottom.

NOTE – only the ash grey, black, and pink are available in all the styles – the patriotic and camo shirts are only available in the short sleeve style.

Many sizes to choose from – most shirt styles and colors come in Children’s Small up to Children’s XL, and Adult Small up to Adult 2XL. Sizes and colors above 2XL are limited.

Short Sleeve Ash and Black up to 5XL, Pink only goes up to 3XL, Camo and Patriotic are available in Adult Small up to 2XL

Long Sleeve - Black goes up to 5XL, Ash up to 3XL, and Pink up to 2XL

Sweatshirt Black go up to 5XL, Ash up to 3XL, Pink up to 2XL

Baby-Doll all colors from Adult Small up to 2XL (no kid’s sizes)

Tank Tops all colors from Adult Small up to 2XL (no kid’s sizes) (women’s tanks are in a “sport grey”, not ash – no men’s Pink tanks)

Hoodies - the sizes are light pink S - 2X, ash grey S - 3X and black S - 5X. The Children’s Hoodies have light pink S - L, ash and black S - XL

PRICING –

Any size (short-sleeve) up to XL is $21.00, 2XL is $23.00, 3XL is $24.00, 4XL and 5XL is $25.00

Camo shirts – up to XL is $27, 2XL is $29  (Digicam pattern in Urban, Green, and Desert, woodland camo pattern in Urban, Green, and Pink)




Patriotic shirts – up to XL is $27, 2XL $29, 3XL is $31




Long-sleeve shirts - up to XL is $25.00, 2XL is $26.00, 3XL is $27.00, 4XL and 5XL is $28.00

Sweatshirts - to XL is $26.00, 2XL is $28.00, 3XL is $29.00, 4XL and 5XL is $30.00

Baby Doll - to XL is $23.00, 2XL is $25.00

Tank Tops - to XL is $23.00, 2XL is $25.00

Hoodies - to XL is $32.00, 2XL is $35.00, 3X $37, 4X $39, 5XL $40

Shipping via 2-3 day Priority Mail with Delivery Confirmation is $6.00 for 1 shirt, and an extra $2.50 per shirt after that. Hoodies will cost an extra $1 for shipping due to weight.

Check, MO, or Paypal is good for payments. If using Paypal, add 4% to the total payment, including the shipping.

** When you email me your order, include your full name and mailing address. I will email you back with the total.

Thanks again for this opportunity to provide these for you.

erickelly1@verizon.net
Remember, I'm not connected to this, I just give Eric free advertising because I'm all in favor of the renormalization of the American gun culture. Please address all questions, orders and inquiries to Eric.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

The Earth Abides

Haven't been blogging much, so here's something to tide you over 'till I get back to it.

Amazing Sights (Can't embed it.)

The song is "Night Ride Across the Caucasus" sung by Loreena McKennitt, and the lyrics are:
Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on

There are visions; there are memories
There are echoes of thundering hooves
There are fires; there is laughter
There's the sound of a thousand doves

In the velvet of the darkness
By the silhouette of silent trees
They are watching, waiting
They are witnessing life's mysteries

Cascading stars on the slumbering hills
They are dancing as far as the sea
Riding o'er the land, you can feel its gentle hand
Leading on to its destiny

Take me with you on this journey
Where the boundaries of time are now tossed
In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the time is now lost

Find the answers; ask the questions
Find the boles of the clear ancient tree
Take me dancing; take me singing
I ride on too waits the sea
I ride on

In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the tongues now lost

Find the answers, ask the questions
Find the roots of an ancient tree
Take me dancing, take me singing
I'll ride on till the moon meets the sea

Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on
I suggest full screen, and crank it. It's worth your eight minutes.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

I May Have Picked a Bad Time to Change Jobs



I start my new job Monday. Oh. Joy.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Quote of the Day - Historical Edition

Checking my referrer logs, I found a link to a very old post here, a reproduction of a rec.guns post by Crystal River, Florida pawnbroker J. David Phillips. I found out from that link that Mr. Phillips, the survivor of a samurai sword attack by a deranged customer several years ago, has sometime since passed on.

Looking for an obituary on Mr. Phillips, I stumbled across something else entirely, though it was also related to Mr. Phillips through the story of that sword attack.  From this FiringLine thread comes today's Quote of the Day:
Bottom line: this woman couldn't get a clue if she smeared herself with clue musk and did the clue mating dance in the middle of a field full of horny clues at the height of the clue mating season.
Read the post this comes from. It's a perfect assessment.  And applicable to more than just clueless columnists.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Yes. Yes I Do.


(credit: Michelle Malkin)


224 years ago this day, the Constitution of the United States of America, the founding legal document of this nation (as opposed to the founding philosophical document, the Declaration of Independence) was signed by representatives of 12 the original 13 states (Rhode Island didn't send anyone).

Sometime in the ensuing two-and-a-quarter centuries, the oath that every elected officeholder takes, specifically to
..support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter.
has become meaningless. Mere platitudes uttered to put an "X" in the proper box.

The Constitution has become, through decades of erosion, undermining and entropy, a façade behind which politicians and pundits, activists and enemies hide.

P.J. O'Rourke famously said "The U.S. Constitution is less than a quarter the length of the owner's manual for a 1998 Toyota Camry, and yet it has managed to keep 300 million of the world's most unruly, passionate and energetic people safe, prosperous and free." I have said that the Constitution may not be the single greatest work ever set to paper, but it beats whatever it is that the government is using these days.

Happy Constitution Day! May we continue to remember it with reverence, and hope that its equal may some day return, and keep an unruly, passionate and energetic people safe, prosperous and free.

Quote of the Day - Stupid Party Edition

From Mark Steyn's Mailbox:
(H)ere in America, we've morphed from John Gross's summary of Obama's message— "America is the greatest country on earth: help me change it"— to the Republican message: "Social Security is a Ponzi scheme: let's work to save it for future generations!"

And we think Obama has a tin ear.

Ezra Marsh
Baltimore, Maryland

Friday, September 16, 2011

Politically Incorrect Joke

Got this one via email from my brother:
The Dead Parrot


At dawn the telephone rings, "Hello, Senor Rod? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house."


"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"


"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor Rod, that your parrot, he is dead.


"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"


"Si, Senor, that's the one."


"Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?


"From eating the rotten meat, Senor Rod."


"Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?"


"Nobody, Senor. He ate the meat of the dead horse."


"Dead horse? What dead horse?"


"The thoroughbred, Senor Rod."


"My prize thoroughbred is dead?


"Yes, Senor Rod, he died from all that work pulling the water cart."


"Are you insane? What water cart?"


"The one we used to put out the fire, Senor."


"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"


"The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on
fire."


"What the hell? Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because of a
candle?!"


"Yes, Senor Rod."


"But there's electricity at the house! What was the candle for?"


"For the funeral, Senor Rod."


"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL??!!"


"Your wife's, Senor Rod. She showed up very late one night and I thought she was a thief, so I shot her with your new Kreighoff Limited Edition Custom Gold Engraved Trap Special with the custom-made Wenig Exhibition Grade Stock. "


SILENCE........... LONG SILENCE.........VERY LONG SILENCE..............


"Ernesto, if you scratched that shotgun, you're in deep shit."
Hey, this is a gun blog. The joke's got a gun in it....

Quote of the Day - Tam (Again) Edition

She brings the socio-political snark with a vengeance:
And seriously, Egypt: I have to admire the pluck, but how many ass-whippings do you need to take at the hands of the Israelis before you realize that your days of martial glory were buried with Ramses II? You've been conquered by the Persians, Greeks, Romans, Arabs, French, and British. The only nation you've defeated in war since the discovery of iron is Libya, and they can't even kick their own ass without outside help.
The French. That's gotta hurt.