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Words. . .

I have a new post up over at The Big Feed.  Stop by and read it

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My Two Cents. . .

. . .on the tragedy in Arizona, adjusted for inflation of course.

There are not enough words in Roget's Thesaurus that can adequately describe the vile and heinous act of violence perpetrated in Arizona over the weekend and if you have listened to any news broadcasts since then, you've heard them all at least a dozen times.

From my perspective, what is being lost in the knee-jerk reaction to the violence is the loss of life.  Hardly anyone is focusing on the six people that were killed, including the epitome of innocence in 9-year old Christina Greene, who was recently elected to her student council at school and was at the event filled with primed eagerness to learn about politics.  This disgusts me more than anything.

I am sorry that the others lost their lives too, but this little girl represents all that is right with America.  She was inspired to be involved and to learn and much of that inspiration could probably be traced back to her parents who I am sure were whole-heartedly involved and interested in her daily life, growth and development.  She played sports, enjoyed horses and wanted to be a veterinarian when she grew up, but none of that will come to pass now.  The essence of this little girl has been snuffed out, but it is my hope that a little of her will live on in the souls of the rest of us.  She was true, she was innocent, and she was our future.

Even her father, who must be suffering incomprehensibly, remained steadfast, courageous and rational when he stated that although he grieves for the loss of his daughter, to give up even a single freedom solely because one random lunatic couldn't handle his own life any longer is no reason to start whipping up law after law after law to "protect" us.  This is the sad cost of living in a free society and I concur with his statement.  But leave it to our illustrious politicians to march out in droves and begin pointing fingers before the barrel of the gun used in the shootings had even cooled off.

Naturally, their first instinct is to go after guns because as we should all know well by now, guns kill people.  Yet however, their reactionary instinct to place blame where it doesn't belong AGAIN is fallacious and in this case, damned near criminal.  Guns do not kill people, people kill people with guns.  And shovels, axes, lawn chairs, screwdrivers, automobiles, skateboards, stump grinders, arsenic, baseball bats, bad eggs, etc, etc, etc.  Should we control all of those items more also?

Secondly, in an era of political division which could very well be unprecedented in our nation, liberal politicians have gone to a full-court press to finger the blame on people like Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck and particularly, Sarah Palin, further dividing an already polarized nation.  Again, this misdirected blame is indicative of the position in which liberal politicians find themselves.  They were romped in the November elections, generally speaking their poll numbers have dwindled significantly, their policies completely rejected by the voting class, and now, in the aftermath of this violence, are seeking to rile up their weakening voter base by using the the same kind of in-your-face vitriol that they blame the right for.  Unfounded, hypocritical accusations with absolutely no basis in reality.  They need a boogey-man (or woman) to solidify their weakened position and what better way than to make the outrageous accusation that somehow Sarah Palin is responsible for these murders because she put some crosshairs on a map.  Egregious, filthy, lying, stinking, sniping, gutter politics.

This is the epitome of leftist politics.  When the truth hurts, lie, lie, lie.  Does anyone remember when Congress was convening on Capitol Hill and Nancy Pelosi made a large show of it by parading down the street with her giant gavel amongst the supporters and protesters of President Obama's health care bill just before the historic vote?  And Congressman Emanual Cleaver was intentionally spat upon while Congressman John Lewis was repeatedly called "nigger" by protesters?  Well guess what.  Total fabrications in the face of what was clearly an overwhelming protest against unwanted legislation and governmental overreach.  But this is how it works.

Clearly, the American people were not in favor of that legislation and Congress made an overt effort to rub the faces of the common man in it by marching up and down the street in a show of political force.  When faced with large scale anti-health care bill protesters their only way out was to continue the meme started long ago that Tea Party and conservative activists are nothing but bigots and racists that don't like the fact that there is a "black man in the White House."  

So, fast forward to today and we see the same type of scurrilous lying happening before us again.  The meme has been started by the Sheriff of Pima County and the ranks of liberal Democrats are marching forward beating their sick drum of lies.  Palin did it.  Beck did it.  Limbaugh did it.  Palin did it.  Beck did it.  Limbaugh did it.  And here are their solutions:

Besides gun controls, let's regulate political speech too or even symbology.  No more crosshairs or targets or words like "war-zone, battleground, or shot across the bow."  And while we are at it, let's regulate news and talk radio by reviving the Fairness Doctrine, which is nothing more that an attempt to stifle the free speech protected by our 1st Amendment rights.  The proof is in the pudding that liberal talk radio does not work and liberal cable news only fairs slightly better.  Both of these mediums derive their revenue from advertising and if people don't listen, people aren't buying the products advertised and said outlet goes the way of Air America.  Right down the tube.  But here comes government to the rescue in a effort to "level the playing field" which really means to quash free speech, free enterprise and in general the freedoms of all Americans all because of two totally unrelated events:  Sarah Palin put some targets on a map and some lunatic in Arizona couldn't handle the voices in his head.

Unfortunately, and with tragic results, some people are simply going to fall through the cracks of society.  No amount of gun control or speech control or leveling of the playing field is going to stop someone who is dead set on causing mass havoc at the expense of the innocent and no manner of law-making will ever legislate away the crazies in our nation.  What we can take away from this is that hopefully for the last time, the liberal left of this nation has been exposed as a crafty, lying, hypocritical and dangerous minority of our society who seek to control all manner of our lives, from daylight to dark, inside and outside the home, and at great expense to our taxpayers all for the sake of being "safer", "healthier", "smarter" or "more enlightened."

You cannot legislate away all the risks of life and living.  There are a million and one ways to die in this world and I hope when I go out whether is be by crazed gunman, falling anvil or choking to death on a boiled peanut, I hope that I leave behind a tenth of the inspiration that Christina Greene did.  Do not let the sick liberals of our nation smother out the burning flames of her memory, her innocence, and her potential to change this country for the better, even in death.

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Bang Bang. . .

Because having it and not using it is a lot better than not having it and becoming a victim.


I spend a lot of time in and around the ghettos of Jackson, which nowadays, pretty much encompasses the entire town.  And unfortunately, most of this time is at odd hours, the wee hours of morning or near dusk in the evenings.  The perfect time for the scum and scoundrels that wreak havoc here to attempt some form of stupidity on a cracker in the wrong part of town.

The defense loads I carry are Corbon 125-grain DPX hollow points.  These are a mid-weight round with excellent ballistics and penetration statistics.  I figure if some dumb bastard wants to do a little "frontin'" on the man, well, man is gonna have a pretty good opportunity to stop that idiocy with little effort.  Man loves gun.

Ok, get back to work you slackers.  I'm gonna go check out what's going on in the company refrigerator.  I should probably take my gun for that too.  Never know what is lurking behind closed doors.

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This Is Why. . .

. . .America is great.  When government cannot provide, WE will!

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Bang Bang Yur Dead. . .

One hundred and forty-five years ago, artillery looked like these cannons located in Vicksburg National Military Park.



Here is this modern version.

 

I never realized how bloody big these artillery guns were until these two trundled past me on Interstate 20 today near Vicksburg.  My oh my we've come a long way.

Suck it Taliban!

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Something To Reach Out And Touch You. . .

. . .and your medulla oblongota at a thousand yards.


This delightful weapon is owned by a shadowy gentleman named Captain Commando.

Captain Commando informs me through his interpreter, Nils, that this Smith & Wesson Military & Police 15T with 30-round magazine is capable of shaving the warts off a toad's nose at 750 yards through it's dual red-dot and traditional magnifying optics. The red-dot can easily be lowered away for optical scope use only and as you can see the rifle sports a forestock "oh shit" grip, a tripod and a small mag light under the barrel for night time assaults. Assaults?? Uh, well anyway, the stock is adjustable for long-range sniping and up-close in your face assaults (assaults??) in confined areas.

Although Captain Commando is no longer under the employment of the Armed Services, his protective instincts are keen and sharp for any and all intransigency against his greater sensibilities, like crawdad holes in the backyard, water vapor atoms, the color yellow and the dreaded emergency electrical generator.

Bang bang, yer ded!

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Speed Kills. . .



Yeah, that was pretty quick, but I had a culinary instructor that could smoke a Marlboro in one breath during classroom breaks. Nils, name that chef!

From the comments Nils reminds me, because I don't remember things so good, that it was indeed Chef Baron. Ahhh, the heady days of culinary school. Anyone for a late night at Rachael's the evening before a garde manger exam?? Nils?

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A Sign O' The Times. . .

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H/T: RoadHawg

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Bang Bang Yer Ded. . .

The left will go apeshit nutters on all of us for this one, but hey, we're Mississippi and we''re used to it. 'Member now, weir dum.

Alternative tagline: Maybe Roger Wicker isn't a wiener after all.

Thanks SondraK!

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TEXT-tured. . .

I, on August 12, 2009 at 8:32 p.m., received the following text message from the 281 area code:

Qod - how can u go wrong with beer, guns, and a bulldozer?

My answer is: You can't, but it would be a lot better while wearing angora rabbit boxer shorts.

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The Real Meaning. . .

The little Obama girls can wear all the cutesy t-shirts decrying one world injustice or another, but this photo explains the reality of it all. . .


(click photo to enlarge)

Thanks to Big Don for the submission!

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Interesting. . .

Granny grab your gun! Especially if you are in the military. Enquiring minds want to know. . .

Beatrice sent me an email this morning, with a link to the following blog. I haven't Snoped this for validity, but on the surface, sadly, it appears to be legitimate.

Chilling. . .

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Ssshhhh, Be Bery Bery Quiet. . .

I will preface this post by saying that I've been up since 11:30 last night working, still have a full day ahead of me and by golly, "your black president" is a goddamn ****sucker.

Sorry. Expect vulgarity.

His eminence, the all-seeing, all-knowing wunderkind with the hot fashionista wife and her big "guns", is one piss-ant, coward, chicken-shit bastard. The dumbass is so void, he can't speak a complete sentence without saying "um" or "uh" forty-two fucking million times and is so brain-dead at the wheel he can't even catch his own damned gaffe as he reads it from a teleprompter!!

Holy shit man!!

And now, in another one of his moments of transparency, THE ONE has decided to secretly end the training program for armed airline pilots. And what is he going to do with the money? With the flick of his Bic pen, he'll use the money to hire more worthless civil servants to inspect, of all freakin' things, airline pilots!!! This is job creation that you can believe risk your life in.

Don't forget gentle readers, that Bobby Rush, Obama-buddy, AWOL soldier, ex-con for illegal weapon possesion , and former member and founder of the Illinois chapter of the bingo club/knitting group Black Panther Party, is pushing more gun legislation at the federal level.

Yesterday, we were concerned about the brownshirts. Today, I think I'm a bit more concerned about the blackshirts taking my guns away. And by virtue of that, my rights and my safety.

Unacceptable!

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Underestimation. . .

As I get older, I realize just how many things I've learned in life. From the mundane, to the trivial, the unimportant and the imperative. And I can assure you of one thing, when a strong-willed, sharp and competitive Texas woman proclaims something, one must take heed. Immediately.

I think Beatrice's exact words were, "I'm gonna shoot with one hand."

Yeah ok baby, whatever you say dear.



I think Beatrice will have the antithesis of this episode posted on her blog later. Or as I like to call it, "this is how not to do it!"

Update: Video added.

A note to the masses: If you are an idiot, do not attempt to re-create the video above. We are not your role-models, so when you shoot your buddy in the ass or a burning hot spent cartridge singes your cornea, do not blame us. You are responsible for your own foolishness. We were ill-prepared for shooting, no protective eyewear or hearing protection. Only Charmin Double-Fluff, vanilla-scented toilet paper to protect our already damaged hearing, but hey, we are consenting adults and we're pirates. Do not try this at home, in your office cubicle, Sunday church or while operating heavy machinery. Thanks and good luck!

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Well, Like He Says. . .

. . .what would you expect from a documentary about conservatives by the daughter of Nancy Pelosi?

Do I hear banjos playing in the background?

H/T: El Campeador and PJM

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To Good To Not Be True. . .

The Pentagon announced today the formation of a new 500-man elite fighting unit called the United States Redneck Special Forces (USRSF).

These mostly Southern boys will be dropped off into Iraq and will be given only the following facts about terrorists:

1. The season opened today.
2. There is no limit.
3. They taste just like chicken.
4. They don't like beer, pickups, country music, or Jesus.
5. They are directly responsible for the death of Dale Earnhardt.

The Pentagon expects the problem in Iraq to be over by Friday.

Applications are available at your local Wal-Mart sporting goods counter.


Thanks be to T-Bone for the submission.

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The New Meaning Of. . .

. . .Granny get your gun!

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Bang. . .

Ever wonder what a .357 magnum sounds like in the middle of the night? Here's your chance!

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Christmas Options. . .

Agonizing over what to get a woman for Christmas is the bane of all men and countless hours of worrying and frustration usually end up with the man aimlessly wandering the aisles of Service Merchandise on Christmas Eve just mere minutes before the store closes. Ultimately, he ends up at the Swiss Army Knife display, bags under his eyes as his desperation becomes apparent and his psychotic mind-babble tries to justify what will be the first of many lousy gift decisions. Yeah, she'll love that new Swiss Tool cs plus.

I saw this sad spectacle repeated year after year when I worked retail as a teen. I saw men buy for their wives, fishing reels, knives, lawn darts, mismatched clearance lawn furniture, barbells, topiaries, treadmills. Men, don't ever buy a treadmill for your better half, unless she specifically requested it or if you revel in your solace on the couch. I remember the cheerless men, returning a few days after Christmas with their treadmills, unassembled.

So, here's some advice:

If you are going to buy your delicate little flower a mangift, then for heaven's sake, put some damn thought into it. Question one would be, hey, would she really use this or would it just end up in my tacklebox anyway? Question two might be does this item have any usefulness at all for her and not just something that I would love to have for myself? And thirdly, would this gift result is my own death or dismemberment?

Well, considering my own mangift purchase, question three may be ignored. At your own risk of course.

Beatrice is a lucky gal. One, she has me. Two, she's smarter than the average woman. Three, she's smarter than I am. And on top of all that, she loves mangifts. So, for Christmas this year and after a little insider advice from Breda, I bought a Bersa Thunder .380 for Beatrice. And guess what? She fucking digs it.

And she looks ass-kickin' hot in muffs and shooting glasses, totin' her little hogleg.

She has fired guns before and I've taught her as much as I know. In a few short days, I can already see her confidence building as she deftly handles the weapon. When she returns home, she and her brother are going to take the mandatory firearms safety classes required by the great state of Texas to earn a concealed carry permit.

I am impressed by Beatrice and her new found love of guns. I guess it's the proud moxie of a Texas woman and her competitiveness that fills me with splendid glory. Maybe I'm the one that's lucky.

Or, after considering the photo below, maybe I'm an idiot. Remember question three??

Fear the Beatrice!!

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Hot Chicks Are Hot!


. . .but a hot chick with a truckload of automatic weapons?

Well, that's just CALIENTE! ¡Aye Jalisco!

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