Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Idea!

Bandying about ideas on how to fix the political process in Gun Nuts chat, I came up with the following idea:
Each politician should have to wear a suit with his major donors like NASCAR racers

Think about it. Think about how it might change perceptives to know that Politician A supports Cause X... And just happens to have Business B who is a major benefactor of Cause X money...

That is all.

Don't Forget!

Gun Nuts is tonight! Tonight's show promises to be another excellent episode, with Breda and Caleb discussing what's right with America as a bookend to last week's show... Join our intrepid hosts at 9:00 PM EST for the "fastest hour on the internet"!

Tune in! Call in! Chat in!

That is all.

Magic...

You want magic? Show one of these to a six year old:

How'd That Get There, Daddy?


Sitting at the dinner table last night, it started pouring, even though the sun was shining brightly. Not wanting to miss a golden opportunity, I grabbed BabyGirl G. and brought her to the farmer's porch in front of the house (the back of the house faces west). We were greeted with the faint rainbow seen above, and I got to see the biggest smile of the day quickly spreading across my daughter's face. A rainbow! In our front yard!

"Can we look for the pot of gold, daddy?"

You bet, sweetie. You bet.

That is all.

BOHICAA*

*Bend Over, Here It Comes Again, Again...

Patrick hints at hike in gas tax
Governor Deval Patrick signed a budget yesterday that imposes more than $1 billion in additional taxes on Massachusetts residents and visitors, most of it through the first increase in the state sales tax in 33 years, even as he declined to rule out a future boost in the state gas tax.

Patrick, whose earlier proposal for a 19-cent-per-gallon increase in the gasoline tax was largely ignored by the Legislature, continued to make the case yesterday that the tax could be necessary to put the state’s transportation network on sounder financial footing.
Got that? $1 billion in new taxes isn't enough to feed the Leviathan. We need more, more, more. The state's appetite for your tax dollars is a ravenous glutton, one that can never be sated by a mere sales tax alone. We were sold a false bill of goods: Support the sales tax increase and the tolls/gas tax won't go up. Only the ink wasn't even dry on the sales tax increase (New Hampshire, you're welcome BTW) when the talk of increasing the tax on gasoline (you know, what we use to drive to New Hampshire to avoid the sales tax) started.

The article is accompanied by this picture:

Is it just me, or does that man have a lot of tax-signin' pens on his desk?

That is all.

Northeast Blogger Shoot, Summer Edition Update...

Second Annual Northeast Blogger Shoot Meet & Shootin' Spectacular!!! UPDATE (intial post here)...

Okay, we have a rudimentary attendees list. We have a location. What we really need to do, post haste, is nail down a date. Our esteemed host needs time to prepare the facilities, so the more notice we can give the better off we are.


Here are the specifics so far:

Date: TO BE DETERMINED - Suggest either Sunday August 2nd or 9th. Other weekends are either too close or have other commitments.

Time: Tentatively starting at 10:00 AM and going until we're kicked out (typically before 5 PM)

Location: Doubletrouble's sooper seekrit range, the location of which is highly classified.

Attendees:
doubletrouble
JD
Andrew
Borepatch
Marko
Lissa
weer'd beard
zeeke42
MedicMatthew

Possible:
ZerCool
brad_in_ma
Paul
mopar
wally
David
Bennett


Okay, so we need to finalize the date and firm up the attendees list, and we'll have ourselves a Northeast Blogshoot! Yeeeee-HA! Why should the Hoosiers have all the fun?

That is all.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Stuck in the '60s...

Last week Tam linked to the latest in cool retro tech, a cell phone packed inside a retro-1960s rotary phone housing. The rotary phone housing looked oddly familiar to me, and it dawned on me: I haz one.

Old School


Yes, that is an actual, honest-to-goodness "BELL SYSTEMS PROPERTY" rotary phone from 1968 (in the comments to Tam's post, I had erroneously stated that I thought the phone was older). I retrieved this from my grandmother's house when she passed in 2002; it had been sitting in the garage for about 20 years. It replaced a much older rotary phone in the late '60s or early 70s, a concession to my grandfather's advancing age and hearing loss - there's an adjustable volume control in the handset.

1960s state of the art, baby!

One of these days I'm going to drive my nerd butt down to Radio Shack and get the adapters needed to convert this to a standard house jack. I don't know if it would be easier to find a converter and put one of the four-pronged plugs on the end (remember those? Weren't those the damnedest things ever?) and then get the adaptor to a standard plug.

And then I'm gonna call every single automated voice-mail hell-customer service number I can think of, because I've got a rotary phone, beeyotch!

Heh. That is all.

Stupid Stunt, Or Ominous Omen?

God, Firearms and America Come Together at a Church in Kentucky
LOUISVILLE, Ky. — Some of those seated in the pews of New Bethel Church here Saturday night, their firearms tucked to their sides, saw themselves as modern-day pioneers.

“This country started by people gathering together in churches and complaining about taxation and about their current government, King George III, taking armaments that they had,” said Chesley Kemp, 61, a family doctor with his Kimber .45 Auto at his side.

Tell me this story doesn't have all the elements needed for a scare piece to frightened the pants off the blue-state nanny worshippers?

Guns? Check.
Religion? Check.
Southern state? Check.

I mean, hell, the only way this could get better would be if they left the church to go protest stem cell research...

I'm conflicted, here. On the one hand, I heartily endorse the sentiments espoused with this plan - we the people have, for far too long, had our rights summarily yanked out from under us, and it's about damned time we stood up and said "ENOUGH". We, the law-abiding gun owning community, are not the problem. We commit crimes in numbers far below the general population, yet we are the first group to be suspected of any and all crimes under the sun. We're barred from bars, schools, and places of worship; and in this one case, someone has stood up for us.

This is exactly the kind of thing we should emulate and support.

However... Denying that this sort of event doesn't hand a PR coup on a silver platter to the anti-gun forces is counter-productive. As we've seen over and over again when it comes to the gun control issue, actual honest-to-goodness FACTS don't matter - it's the raw emotions and feelings that result in us losing rights. Handing the forces of evil (Bradys, HCI, etc.) a church-based gun-lovin' support group in Kentucky is a Christmas Winter Solstice present tied up with a bright red (recycled material) bow.

This is the kind of thing they serve on a platter to scare the ever-lovin' snot out of those who support gun control. This is the equivalent of a long-haired hippie smoking pot and burning the American flag to the right. It's the proverbial red flag that's going to open the wallets, pocketbooks, and murses of the elite to rake in donations to the anti-gun groups. I'm not saying that we shouldn't hold these types of events out of fear of how they look; I'd just rather see something like the Chicago Appleseed event given 1/10th as much attention...

That is all.

Link sent by reader, good friend, and all-round good egg brad_in_ma. Thanks Brad!

Breaking News!

Billy Mays, OxiClean pitchman, found dead

(CNN) -- Infomercial pitchman Billy Mays died at his Tampa, Florida, home Sunday morning, authorities told CNN.

The 50-year-old known for his shouting OxiClean ads was pronounced dead at 7:45 a.m. The Hillsborough County medical examiner will perform an autopsy, Tampa police Lt. Brian Dugan said.
News reports claim that he may have suffered a bump on his head from a rough landing that may or may not have have contributed to his demise. Since there is trauma, police cannot rule out foul play. Given the nature of Mays' TV pitchwork, a police spokeperson called a conference to ask for assistance in ruling out foul play.

Police have little to go on - the list of potential suspects is approximately 300 million names long...

That is all.

Caliber Wars...


Not to thrown fuel on the "9mm vs. .45 ACP" fire, but... Somewhere along the line, someone asked for a comparison of 9mm and .45 ACP (with .22LR thrown in for scale). I decided to expand this somewhat into a discussion of caliber, bullet construction, and stopping power. The whole 9mm vs. .45 ACP debate is a hotly contested one that typically pits Glock fanbois against 1911 fanbois, with the Glockophiles favoring their high-capacity wünder-nines and the Coltaholics worshiping on the altar of big bore goodness.

So who's right?

The answer is: They both are. What caliber to chose for personal protection is an inherently, well, personal one. Perhaps you're most comfortable with a 1911. Maybe you crave the simplicity of a revolver. If budgetary concerns are preventing you from practicing, perhaps a 9mm sidearm would be best. With modern ammunition, most calibers will work fine for their intended purpose - stopping a goblin from attempting to cause you harm.



But let's widen the focus. Let's start with one of the smallest rounds out there, the simple .22LR rimfire. Few consider this a serious contender for a self-defense round (your humble host included), as it doesn't deliver sufficient punch to take down an attacker in the vast majority of instances. Stopping the attack is obviously the most important consideration in a self-defense scenario, and the little rimfire just doesn't have the force for the job.

This doesn't mean it should never be used, however. Some folks can't - or won't - shoot larger calibers. In this instance, the .22LR may mean the difference between going without and being armed. It's also the cheapest round to shoot by an order of magnitude - with bulk packs of 550 rounds selling for ~ $15 (~ $0.03/round), it's far cheaper than even the cheapest 9mm ammo ($30/100 rounds, or $0.30/round). That's a lot of shooting - for the same money, you can have 1,100 rounds of .22LR or 100 rounds of 9mm FMJ.




Intermediate calibers like .32 ACP, .380 ACP, or .38 Special also have their place in the defensive caliber pantheon. Guns chambered in these calibers, such as the Kel-Tec P3AT, the Smith & Wesson J-frame, or the Seecamp LWS 32, are the most concealable defensive arms available. Stopping power using conventional ammo with jacketed hollowpoints is decent; combining a small firearm you're more likely to have on your person with a decent stopper yields an excellent defensive arm.

The tradeoff, of course, is that these are guns that require training and practice. The shorter barrels mean a tradeoff in accuracy, as the reduced sight radius (the distance between the front sight and the rear) makes it harder to shoot with precision. It's certainly not impossible - these guns are only marginally less accurate than their longer-barreled counterparts - but shooting them well requires a significant commitment and expense.




Larger calibers - starting with +P 9mm up through .45 ACP - offer the best stopping power in a handgun. These calibers are shown time and time again to offer the highest percentages of stops (including what some have termed the "mythical 'single shot stop'"...), as they offer the best combination of velocity for penetration and bullet size for wound channel creation (simply put, the larger the wound channel, the greater the shock and therefore greater likelihood of stopping).

These guns tend to either be on the larger side - most 1911s, the super-high-capacity 9mms, etc. - or particularly brutish to shoot - the airweight .357 Magnums or the pocket .45 ACPs. They're quite often less expensive than the intermediate calibers, which means more shooting is possible; however a 12 ounce .357 Magnum is unlikely to see a terrific amount of range time.



Life is full of trade-offs - defensive arm weight, recoil, and cost of ammo all need to be factored into the equation before one choses a defensive arm.

Bottom line is, choose what works best for you. If you aren't going to carry the gun, it doesn't matter what caliber you choose. If you can't afford ammo, or find it anywhere, then you can't practice with your defensive arm. Personally, I opt for one of three calibers:

Carry Ammo

That's a 158 grain .357 Magnum, a 95 grain .380 ACP +P, and a 230 grain .45 ACP, all jacketed hollowpoints. These fill, respectively, the Snubbie from Hell, the P3AT, and the G30. All are (or were, given the past six months or so) readily available and affordable for practice; all feed reliably in their intended arms. I'm more comfortable relying on the .357 Magnum or .45 ACP for self-defense, but the .380 ACP will do in a pinch in a package that's small enough to take anywhere.

So what's your favorite/preferred caliber for self-defense?

That is all.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Sunday Afternoon Hair Metal...

Heh. Dunno why this one jumped out at me, but it did...



Scorps. Gotta love 'em...

That is all.

UnPossible!

3 killed in pizzeria shooting outside Los Angeles
PICO RIVERA, Calif. — Authorities in the Los Angeles area say three people have been killed and seven others injured in a drive-by shooting outside a pizza restaurant where a motorcycle group was hosting an event.

Los Angeles County sheriff's Deputy Keith Ho says 10 people gathered in the parking lot of the restaurant in Pico Rivera were shot at from a moving vehicle Saturday evening.
How could this happen? According to the Brady Campaign, California has the highest ranking of all 50 states for gun laws. There should be essentially no gun violence in the state of California, what with their state license required, "universal" background check (I assume this is separate from the NICS check, as other states get a 0 for not having it), one-handgun-a-month law, etc. yielding a score of 79 out of 100 for 2008 (MA got a 54, NJ got a 63, and NY a 51).

Why, it's almost like all the gun control in the world is meaningless without effective criminal control! Go figure.

That is all.

Amazing...

Friday night we went down to my mother-in-law's for a family dinner. My wife's aunt (her mother's sister) was in from CA, and everyone gathered at my in-laws' house for Chinese food. The three daughters were there, along with all the kids - our two, the middle sister's toddler (2½ years), and the youngest sisters' infant (2 months). It was kind of a child "Stages of Man"...

Holding the infant, it surprised me how quickly it all came back. It's been six years since I held my infant daughter, and the intervening years haven't offered much opportunity to hold babies, yet it was as natural as the day my daughter was born. I even managed to calm him down from fussing, rock him to sleep, and transition him to a bouncy chair so I could have dinner!

That's the funny thing about being a parent. You can't - or shouldn't - just turn it off; it's something that's ingrained deep in your consciousness, like how to ride a bike or the words to the "Brady Bunch" intro. We're done, happy with the two we have and with no desire to be outnumbered; yet the "new baby smell" is intoxicating. There's little on this planet more beautiful than a sleeping newborn baby; there's pure, undiluted bliss in a baby's smile.

There is something to be said, though, for handing the baby back to his mommy when he fills the ol' diaper, though...

That is all.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Carpe Diem...

Oof. What a day...

  • Breakfast (pancakes, eggs, and Canadian bacon) prepared, cooked, and served to my wife's aunt & her husband visiting from CA.
  • Lawn subdued, tamed, trimmed, and raked - it had been about three weeks since it was last mowed, because it's been raining all weekend every weekend since we got back from FLA
  • Camper has two new tires installed. At some point last year I either hit a curb or a pothole that took a chunk out of the sidewall of one of the tires. That tire was turned into the spare, as it still held air but I just didn't trust it. Later, a roofing nail punctured another tire (which I discovered the day before we left for our weeklong trip, of course). The patch didn't hold - the hole was too big - so that tire needed to be replaced as well.
  • Errands run - we have a Christening gift for my newest nephew, and TheBoy has some new books to read. We passed by a bookstore in the mall when we were going to get the nephew's gift (a silver bank shaped like a train with his name engraved on it, if you must know), and we just about fell over ourselves when he asked if we could go in and he could get a book. Plus I picked up my first Terry Pratchett novel...
  • Dinner out, followed by ice cream at the local shop. Nom nom nom.

This day wasn't just seized, it was wrestled to the ground and choked into submission...

That is all.

More Eee Blogging...

Heh. Casa del G. has been invaded by Mrs. G.'s relatives. TheBoy, Wotan-bless him, asked to be excused from breakfast to watch TV. He was excused (lucky child), then came back downstairs a few minutes later complaining that he couldn't find the remote. Naturally, I jumped at the chance to escape help out.

And juuuuust happened to snag the little case the Eee lives in when not in use...

So right now I'm blogging from the safety of my bedroom, far away from our "guests"... I've got coffee, the internets, and The Penguins of Madagascar playing in the background. I may never leave... Well, at least until the battery starts to run low...

That is all.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Blogroll Updates...

Got some long overdue blogroll maintenance to take care of. Heck, I haven't even added the good folks I met in Orlando [hands head in shame]. I've also found a few new blogs to add and need to update the others...



As always, we'll start with the new blogs:

1. I Am McThag. Hmmm. Shaved head. Goatee. Likes guns and Corvettes. I think I may have to have a talk with Dad G. about trips he may have taken to Florida, 'cuz I think I have a brother from another mother here...

2. The Reluctant Paladin. Tagline says "Guns, Motorcycles, Photography, and Adventures off the Beaten Path". Interesting that there are so many gunnies who ride. Or is it bikers who own guns?

3. Misfit in New Jersey. Hmm. Conservative. Trapped in a liberal state. Where have I heard that song before? It's nice to know I'm not the only guy trapped behind enemy lines...

Welcome aboard everyone!



For updates, please note that Sharp as a Marble, West, By God, and Listen to Uncle Jay have been moved to the "Bloggers I've Met" section after the FLA blogmeet. Thanks again for meeting with me in the shadow of Mickey, everyone. Hope we can do this again!



Lastly, a reprise of my standard blogroll caveat: Folks, I run a reciprocal blogroll here at MArooned. If you like what you read here enough to add me to your blogroll, please let me know so I can return the linky-love. Shoot me an e-mail (in profile), leave a comment, give me a holler on gchat (jayg71), look me up on Facebook, etc. Just let me know!

That is all.

Friday Fun Thread: Cars in Song!

Today's Top Ten list was inspired... I was listening to a CD, and the Ramones' "Rock 'N' Roll High School" came on the rotation. Listening to the lyrics, I heard "...cruising around/in my GTO" and realized what today's list had to be:

The Top Ten Cars Mentioned in Songs!

1. Ford Mustang. From Wilson Pickett to T. Rex to Vanilla Ice, the Ford Mustang has been a perennial crowd pleaser in popular music. From Mustang Sally needing to slow her Mustang down to "Rollin', in my five-point-oh", the blue oval's original pony car has been a favorite. Models of interest would be the original 1964½ and the mid 1980s.

2. (Pink) Cadillac. Ah, yes. Bruce Springsteen's homage to the monster of all monsters, the Cadillac. Cadillacs have been featured in everything from Commander Cody's "Hot Rod Lincoln" to the Nash Rambler to Arethra's Freeway of Love. Everyone loves a Caddy. Models of interest would be the 1959 and/or mid-late 1960s.

3. Pontiac GTO. From the aforementioned "Rock 'N' Roll High School" to the self-titled "Little GTO", the GTO (Bonus question: what does GTO stand for? And no, it doesn't stand for Gas, Tires, and Oil...) has also appeared in a bunch of songs. Models of interest would be the 1964 and 1970.

4. XKE Jaguar. You won't come back from Dead Man's Curve... "And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve". Only in song would an American car defeat an XKE Jaguar... The three series of XKEs were pretty interchangeable, and the model itself was only made from '61 - '75.

5. Ford Thunderbird. What is it about the T-bird that has so captured the music industry? There's songs about having fun until her daddy takes the T-bird away, about Silver Thunderbirds, and. Heck, there's even a group called the Fabulous Thunderbirds. Models of interest would be 1955, early 196os, and possibly late 1970s.

6. Plymouth Barracuda. Yeah, I know Heart had the sea predator in mind when they penned "Barracuda", but just try not to think of a vintage Plum-crazy purple Plymouth Barracuda when you hear that song... Models of interest would be either the early 1960s or the 1970 in Plum-Crazy purple...

7. 1957 Chevy. Ah yes, Rapid Roy that stock car boy... There's also Bob Seger's '60 Chevy, seeing the USA in your Chevrolet, the Chevy taken to the levee... The ubiquitous Chevrolet has ingrained itself into the American psyche as well as her music. Models would be the 1957 Bel Air, 1960s Impala, or a Chevy pickup...

8. (Little Red) Corvette. Only Prince could take an American icon like the Corvette and make it seem, well, dirty... The song came out in 1983, so it was most likely a C3 model (1970s) but could have been a C4 (1984)

9. (Bitchin') Camaro. Driven up from Jamaica, yo. The Dead Milkmen's Bitchin' Camaro makes the list out of nostalgia; I was a big fan of punk in the early 1980s, and I wanted a Camaro in the very worst way... Models would be either a late 1970s or an early 1980s, as the song came out in 1984, two years after the crossover to the third generation body style.

10. Mercury (any, but especially the one everyone's crazy about). Best guess would be a chopped & channeled 1950s vintage a la the car in "Cobra". Given that Mercury's been pretty bland since the 1970s-era Cougar, I'd surmise that it's the older cars that gather the attention.


So there we have the Top Ten Cars in Song list. This is a little broader than previous lists, and I'm certain that I've missed a whole slew of both cars and songs, so feel free to add what I've missed and maybe we'll have another list!

That is all.

Quelle Coincidence!

Wow. We lost Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson on the same day. Coming on the heels of Ed McMahon's passing, it looks like we've had our celebrity death trio (i.e. "these things happen in threes") for the time being. It's odd to see the three so close together, though. But Farrah Fawcett, 1970s sex symbol, and Michael Jackson, pop icon, passing away in the same 24 hour stretch...

How weird is it that two famous white women died on the same day?

That is all.

Friday Gun Pr0n #117

Today's gun pic was partly inspired by a conversation over at Gunblogger Conspiracy (Go. Chat. It's where the cool folks play). The topic of scatterguns came up, and folks were lamenting that they wished 16 gauge would see a resurgence in popularity so that there would be more ammo available.

I inherited a number of shotguns from my grandfather when he passed, and a good number of those were 16 gauge. I couldn't remember exactly how many, so I went up to the armory to take inventory (for those curious, there are six 16 gauge shotguns in the G. armory: Two semis, three pumps, and one side-by-side).

As I counted, I came across this beauty:

Winchester Model 1400

The 1400 had a relatively short run from 1964 to 1994. This particular gun is a semi-automatic 16 gauge shotgun chambered for 2¾" shells. The general consensus on the 1400 is that they're not quite as nice as the Remington 1100, but generally a solid semi-auto shotgun that can be had for cheap money.

I just wish 16 gauge ammo wasn't rarer than hen's teeth so I could put this fine shotgun through its paces...

That is all.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Uh, Blogger?

That "Schedule Post" feature? The one that's no longer functional? It was really cool. I liked it a lot. Could we please look into fixing it so that it actually, you know, WORKS? Like, ideally in time for my next vacation...

Kthanxbai!

That is all.

Happy Blogiversary!

What kind of blogfather would I be if I didn't pimp the first blogiversary of one of my blogchildren? Borepatch has been doin' the blogging thing for a whole year now, 365 days of snarky, internet security based goodness.

And no, the linkage has nothing to do with him saying nice things about your humble host:
My Blogfather JayG, who not only was the prime mover getting me to start this little corner of Al Gore's Intarwebz, but who has been insanely generous with his time, advice, and range time. Jay, you already know how much I appreciate all you've done, but I wanted to say it anyway.
Awww, shucks. I'm only too happy to help. Besides, we need to get together to fling lead soon. Besides the 2nd Annual NE Blogshoot, that is...

Go. Wish Ted well. Congratulate him on sticking it out a whole year...

That is all.

A Glimmer of Hope?

Boy’s beating pushes pols to support death penalty
Lawmakers shocked by the brutal beating of little Nathaniel Turner allegedly at the hands of his father are pushing anew for the death penalty as the only punishment that fits the sickening crime.

“The way that boy was beaten and tortured, it’s unconscionable. It’s deplorable,” said House Rule Chairman John J. Binienda (D-Worcester). “I would definitely vote for that.”

If you've committed a crime that's so heinous a Massachusetts Democrat will support the death penalty, you're pretty well screwed.

I'll comment on the crime only tangentially, as anything I might say isn't going to be terribly coherent. There's a special section of hell reserved for people like this; I can only hope that when this sack of excrement meets his Maker and faces his eternal reward that they give him a particularly toasty section... There is no excuse for beating a child - none. Corporal punishment has its time and place, but when it crosses the line into battery, that's not discipline. It's just thuggery.

This part really surprised me:
[Speaker of the House Robert] DeLeo, who has supported the death penalty in votes taken on the House floor, declined to comment last night. Other members of his leadership team, including Majority Leader James Vallee (D-Franklin) and assistant majority leader Ronald Mariano (D-Quincy) have also backed the death penalty in previous votes.

Given that every attempt to reinstate the death penalty has failed, the MA Supreme Court formally ruled it illegal in 1984, and our sitting governor (Cadillac Deval) opposes it, I'm not holding my breath for this getting any traction. I'm also not particularly comfortable with using a horrific tragedy that's a statistical aberration as a basis for making landmark legal decisions. For some reason I can't put my finger on, I have a visceral dislike of this tactic...

Something about dogs, lying down with, and fleas...

That is all.

Fantasy Thought Exercise...

Okay, so I mentioned really digging Monster Hunter International... Not to give anything away in the story, but it did give me an idea for an interesting thought exercise. There's a scene towards the end where the Forces of Evil™ are gathering and the Big Climactic Battle Scene at the End of the Book is brewing. This is going to be the holy mother of all battles, with Our Heroes not likely to survive their encounter with the Forces of Evil™.

So here's the thought question, split into two parts: You're one of the Big Heroes at the End the Book. You're preparing for the Battle Grande with the Forces of Evil™. What firepower are you going to bring with you? Part A: The Sky's the limit - personal weaponry only, but everything goes. Full auto, suppressed, SBR, what have you. Part B: Your personal armory/what you can easily get ahold of.


Part A. The Sky's the Limit.

Of course, an M203 Grenade launcher (with grenade bandolier, natch) mounted to an M4 would be the first weapon of choice, engaging the Forces of Evil™ at distance. For a main firearm, though, there's little reason to opt for anything less than belt-fed. Sure, an M240 would be cumbersome and somewhat hard to haul around, but 600 rounds of 7.62X51mm is going to put the hurt on the Forces of Evil™ something fierce. Once empty, the aforementioned M4 with beta-mags and a micro-Uzi.

For handheld weapons, it'd have to be a G21 with spare 15 round mags, a Colt Anaconda, and the Smith & Wesson 360PD as the last-ditch BUG. Add in a true katana and wakisashi and a Ka-Bar for edged weaponry, and the battle she shall be on. Oh, and one last thing... When the guns are empty; when the blades have shattered and the Forces of Evil™ close in, one last surprise...



Part B. The G. armory.

This is an easier list to compile. The main arm would be the Bushmaster with all those magazines loaded and the ITM AK clone for backup. The Mossberg 590 loaded with slugs (and bayonet fixed, of course) would round out the long guns, but if I could spare one more, the Turk Mauser (again, with bayonet affixed) would be a hard-hitting long-range option.

Handguns would also be straightforward. The G30 with 15 round G21 magazines would be the primary handgun after the longarms are exhausted. The S&W Model 629 provides long(er) range big bore goodness. And the Snubbie from Hell™ would be the last-ditch BUG. For edged weaponry, the United Cutlery bowie and the bat'leth. Yes. My last moments on this earth fighting the dreaded minions of evil would employ a fictional weapon with a very real edge (I would sharpen it for the battle; it is currently non-edged).


So... What makes your lists?

That is all.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

DGC Is Legal!

Because we have #21!

Suspect killed in south Nashville home invasion
NASHVILLE, Tenn. - One person was killed and a second injured during a home invasion early Wednesday morning in south Nashville.

According to police, the invasion happened around 2 a.m. on Moss Landing Drive in Antioch. Police said two suspects were waiting outside when two residents arrived home. The suspects forced the residents inside and held them at gunpoint.

At one point there was a struggle for the gun and that is when police said the suspect was shot and killed and one of the residents was wounded.

Remember folks, don't rely on a gun for self-defense, because the bad guys will only take it away from you and- oh, never mind... There are rumors that the two groups may have been connected (i.e. drug deal gone wrong), but for now, I'll leave it as a suitable DG...

Dead Goblin Count: 21.

That is all.

Ciao Bella...

Ah, those crazy Italians...

Berlusconi denies paying prostitutes
ROME, Italy (CNN) — Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi denies allegations that he paid prostitutes to attend parties he hosted at his various homes.

In an interview with Italian magazine Chi, the 72-year old denied he had ever paid for sex.
Right off the bat he's lying. He's been married - he's paid for sex before. Most likely dearly...

I love his defense against the charges of soliciting prostitution:

“I’ve never paid a woman. I never understood where the satisfaction is when you’re missing the pleasure of conquest”

Now that's Italian!

That is all.

Obligatory Cute Kid Pic...

Just because it's been a couple of weeks since I posted a cute kid pic, here's Baby Girl G. imitating a teenager:

Sweet Sixteen's in Less than 10 Years, Daddy


She got a portable CD player at her birthday party this past weekend. After much cajoling and wheedling, we got it up and running for her, complete with the "party mix" CD that I put together to play at her party (hoo, boy, that was a good one...). I came home from work today to be greeted by this sight, and it was just too cute not to share.

All she needs is a cellphone glued to her ear and I've got a vision of the not-distant-enough future...

That is all.

Stupid Gunnie Tricks...

I forget how it came up, whether it was in chat with somebody or in Gunblogger Conspiracy, but somehow the topic of pet peeves came up... Naturally, this got me to thinking (always a dicey proposition). Gunnie Pet Peeves! What are the stupid/silly/inane things that fellow gunnies do that make you shake your head in amazement? Here are some of mine:


  • The super-tacticool dude who has all the latest gadgets, attends all the courses, extolls the latest training techniques, etc. - and is morbidly obese and sweats while brushing his teeth. Look, your odds of dropping dead from a massive coronary are several orders of magnitude greater than your odds of getting into a gunfight. The best thing you can do to improve your odds of surviving is to put down the tactical Twinkie...

  • Guys who live and die by long range shooting. Now, don't get me wrong. If you want to outfit a serious rifle with top-shelf glass so that you can put a ½ MOA group up at 600 yards, power to you. That takes incredible discipline and dedication to reach that level of shooting, and I applaud your hard work getting there. Just don't give me shit about zeroing my 4X scope at 50 yards. Look, I don't hunt. The odds of me using my rifle at anything greater than 50 yards is awfully remote. I just don't see much practical reason to spend a ton of money on braggin' rights.

  • The insistence on short barreled rifles for inside-the-home defense. Now, don't get me wrong. "Because I want one", "Because it's cool", or "Because I can" are all perfectly valid reasons for wanting to drop the money on the stamp for an SBR. Claiming it's the be-all, end-all for home defense, though, is a little on the silly side - if it's a pistol caliber, you're losing all the advantages over a handgun, and if it's a rifle, you're sacrificing accuracy for the sake of a really bright muzzle flash. Don't rationalize that $200 stamp as necessary for your home defense needs.

  • The whole "train like you fight" mentality taken to the extreme. Shooting without hearing protection "because you won't have time for ears when the bad guys kick in your door"; the whole "standing on the live range so you know what it's like to have bullets going by you"; basically, anything that throws common sense, the four rules, or proper shooting etiquette out the window in favor of "realism". Look, the odds of getting in a firefight are astonishingly low. The odds of serious hearing damage is pretty much 100%...

  • Insisting on only owning guns chambered in "military" calibers so that you "have a supply of ammo when TSHTF". Look, sparky, it's always a good idea to have a firearm or two that takes common ammunition. That's just plain sense - the major ammo manufacturers will have the most of whatever they sell the most of, and ammo that gets used by the Armed Forces will always be in demand. But honestly thinking that there's going to be some sort of SHTF scenario where you and your AR will be out roaming the street taking mags off of fallen soldiers is just a little too "out there" for my liking...

  • Shooters that base a gunnie's worth on their ability to shoot tight groups. Not all of us have the time and/or money to send hundreds of rounds downrange two or three times a week. If you do, and your level of proficiency makes Jerry Miculek go "DAMN!", that's awesome. I'm envious of your dedication to the sport. But please, don't look down your nose at me because my shots go low and right, or high and left, or somewhere other than the X-ring. Would I love to put all 10 shots in a tight circle you could cover with a half-dollar? Hell yes. Do I think you're any less of a gunnie because you can't shoot at my level? Hell no.

  • UPDATE: Just thought of another one: Anyone that honestly buys into the whole "9mm vs. .45ACP"/"Glock vs. 1911"/"AK vs. AR"/"Revolver vs. semi-auto"/"S&W vs. Colt vs. Ruger" nonsense. Sure, it's fun to argue in favor of/against your favorite/non-favorite gun/caliber/action, but in the end, it's all good. The only bad gun is one that doesn't work for you. Otherwise, it's all gravy.



So there are some of my gunnie pet peeves. What are yours?

That is all.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

If It's Tuesday, It Must Be...

Gun Nuts!

Caleb and Breda - fresh from the Indy blogmeet (jealous!) - have what promises to be a kick-ass Gun Nuts tonight. Of course, many (your humble host included) would argue that every Gun Nuts is kick-ass. But tonight's show looks like it might be even more kick-ass than normal.

Tune in. Play with us in chat. Make copious amounts of fun of astroturf groups whose sole purpose is to lend "credibility" to virulent anti-gun politicians...

That is all.

ENOUGH!

If I never hear another fucking word about "Jon & Kate + 8" I will die a VERY happy man.

That is all.

Who Will Deliver the Giant Checks Now?

Ed McMahon dies at 86

(CNN) -- Ed McMahon, the longtime pitchman and Johnny Carson sidekick whose "Heeeeeeerre's Johnny!" became a part of the vernacular, has died.

McMahon passed away peacefully shortly after midnight at the Ronald Reagan/UCLA Medical Center, his publicist, Howard Bragman, said Tuesday
Rest in Peace, Ed. Obviously your liver - the butt of much of Johnny's ribbing - wasn't in as bad of a shape as we thought. Either that, or you were already pickled and that's what kept you alive so long...

Semper Fi, Colonel McMahon.

That is all.

We Need Some of This...

Mystery solved: South Carolina governor taking a hike
WASHINGTON (CNN) -- A mystery surrounding the whereabouts of South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford was apparently solved late Monday when a Sanford spokesman said he was hiking along the Appalachian Trail.

"I apologize for taking so long to send this update, and was waiting to see if (we had) a more definitive idea of what part of the trail he was on before we did so," Joel Sawyer said in an e-mail to reporters.

Sanford's whereabouts were unaccounted for Monday when he stepped out of the public eye following a bruising session with the state Legislature. Even his wife, Jenny, said she did not know where he was, The Associated Press reported, according to The State newspaper in Columbia, South Carolina.

They report this like it's a bad thing. Personally, I'd like to see our Governor take a hike...


Anyone want the over-under on whether or not this "hike" turns out to be a chesty blond? I didn't think so... In all seriousness, I didn't know that the governor could just ditch a security detail and take off - and certainly not in a police car. That's definitely pegging my Bullshit-o-meter - why did this guy need to take a squad car to... go hiking?


In any case, I can safely say that many residents of Massachusetts would pay quite handsomely for a can of:




(apologies for poor - read: non-existent - photo manipulation skillz. Y'all get the idea...)


That is all.

Second Amendment and the Limitations Thereof

Reader Tim writes in with a thought-provoking e-mail and asks some tough questions:

Hi Jay,

So I'm surfing around and bump into your site by accident. A brief look and I think to myself - another motherfucking Obama hating well armed fanatic. But hey, MArooned is a good name, and the MA part is kinda clever...I should read more carefully. And I must say you seem like a smart guy, with some intelligent people commenting on your posts. I especially liked the Justice for All discussion - much more thoughtful than the usual talk radio crap, IMHO.

Anyway I am a history graduate student. I think American historians have missed the importance of the gun culture in the first hundred years, as well as the gradual disarmament of the general populace in the next hundred. So I some questions for you, and anyone else who might care to answer:

When the constitution was ratified the adult male population, (not including slaves and some other categories), constituted a militia. People owned muskets and rifles. Towns and cities typically owned some artillery. I suppose an individual could own an artillery piece if he really wanted to. The point is that an effective military unit could be formed at short notice without any assistance from the state or federal government. Hence the 2A was a tremendous barrier to government tyranny.

Over time this has changed. The right to bear arms is curtailed - we may only purchase certain weapons, certain kinds of ammo and so forth. The most effective weapons are restricted to the military. The functional equivalent to the old musket is the modern assault rifle - supplemented I would say by other automatic weapons, anti-tank and anti-air missiles, grenades and grenade launchers, and so forth. The equivalent to the cannon is of course tanks, apc's, jet aircraft, and various kinds of artillery.

So the questions:

1. Is the populace, in comparison to the government, essentially disarmed?

2. Is the 2A effectively gutted by the government monopoly on the most powerful weapons?

3. Should the NRA be lobbying not just for gun rights but for the restoration of local militias armed with the most modern military weapons?

Tim


I dashed off a quick note to Tim with the following responses:

1. Essentially disarmed? No. We still have a wide variety of options readily available, and even more if one has the time, money, and/or connections.

2. Yes and no. To the best of my knowledge, private individuals can't own functioning tanks or fighter jets; however there's a pretty big discussion on the original intent of the founding fathers as to whether the 2A means all arms or just small arms. Personally, I fall into the "whatever you can afford and not screw up with" category, but that's me.

3. Should they? Hell yes. Will they? Hell no. The NRA is nothing if not practical, and lobbying for "ZOMG TEH MACHINE GUNZ!!!!" will bring them naught but pain. Better to work to repeal the dumbest of the dumb gun laws and halt further encroachments than to go out on a limb for FA (full auto) or explosives.



Obviously his questions merit further in-depth responses. I'll elaborate now.

1. Is the populace, in comparison to the government, essentially disarmed?

When you consider what weaponry the Armed Forces has at its disposal, it sure looks that way, doesn't it? Rocket launchers, tanks, bombers, grenades, machine guns; all of these are strictly prohibited to the average American (okay, we can own certain old machine guns; however all others are strictly prohibited). In a straightforward confrontation, Jethro and Grandpa with their lever-action rifles don't stand much of a chance against belt-fed machine guns and A-10 Warthogs.

There's one check to this: The number of active duty personnel is just over 1.4 million. There's some 150 million or so adult Americans. We outnumber them 100 to 1 in a pinch, and there's no guarantee that all 1.4 million soldiers would participate in wholesale slaughter and enslavement of their brothers, sisters, cousins, and friends. Rebels armed with crude AK-47 clones made in home-built forges kept the Russian Army at bay for nearly 10 years, however; millions of Americans with AR-15s and Remington 700s could certainly inflict massive casualties upon even the greatest fighting machine on the planet.

This does, of course, lead to an interesting thought question: What should we be allowed to own? In the time of the Founding Fathers, private citizens - the wealthiest ones, to be certain, but private nonetheless - could own armament equal to or sometimes surpassing that which was owned by the fledgling government. Should private citizens be allowed to purchase and own fully-equipped Harrier jump jets, M1-Abrams tanks, and/or anti-aircraft missiles? Given the purchase price of said items, and the likelihood that they would "fall into the wrong hands" (extremely low, IMHO; anyone with a spare $30 million to drop on a Harrier isn't going to sell it privately to the Crips...), I'm inclined to allow it, but with strict penalties for misuse.



2. Is the 2A effectively gutted by the government monopoly on the most powerful weapons?

That's a slippery one. The Second Amendment states:

A well regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the People to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed.
There are some who argue that as long as the American people are allowed to own single-shot .22 rifles, the Second Amendment is intact (I disagree, most vociferously one can imagine). Others (and I fall squarely into this camp) firmly believe that "shall not be infringed" means what it means; that the average American should be allowed the same tools available to the government. If the private citizen can afford their own armored personnel carrier, power to them. If they want to stockpile machine guns, rocket launchers, or .50 caliber sniper rifles, go to town. Only punish the misuse of these items, not the potential.

That said, even now in the status quo the average American has a fairly staggering assortment of arms from which to choose. All sorts of self-loading rifles; large caliber, long range bolt-action rifles; intermediate battle rifles; fighting shotguns; and a staggering array of pistols are available to (most) Americans with little trouble. For those with money to spend, there's a large number of completely legal fully automatic weaponry out there; for less money even (but some hoops) there's non-standard weaponry.

The important thing is not what we have; it's that we have it.


3. Should the NRA be lobbying not just for gun rights but for the restoration of local militias armed with the most modern military weapons?

That's the million dollar question. At first blush, the answer is intuitively obvious: Hell yes. Any gun law - all gun laws - run counter to the Second Amendment. Every infringement is another chink in the armor; every law that strips the right to keep and bear arms from the lowliest one of us harms us all in our defense of our freedom.

But we do not live in a perfect world nor a vacuum. The NRA has to operate in the here and now, in the very real political climate that surrounds the gun control issue. Push too hard, or to fast, and the forces for evil (disarmament) will swoop in, eager to paint the NRA as extremists hell-bent on arming felons, white supremacists, and gangbangers with Uzis and bazookas. The mainstream media calls the NRA an "extremist" organization; of course, the NRA has some four million members out of approximately 80 million gun owners, meaning that they reach approximately 5% of their target audience. NOW has half a million members out of roughly 150 million women, or 0.3% of their target audience, yet they are never referred to as "extremist"...

For the NRA to insist on repealing the Federal Firearms Act of 1934 (heavy regulation of fully automatic weapons) or even the Hughes Amendment of 1986 (prohibiting the sale of new machine guns to civilians) would be folly; they would be smeared from here to the gates of hell by the myrmidons of the mainstream media. Heck, NRA members would be wise to question the wisdom of going after the FA laws when there are so many other heinous anti-gun laws (Lautenberg Amendment, anyone?). There are thousands of gun laws already on the books, as well as laws that deal with the misuse of any tool, not just a firearm, as a weapon again persons or property. While getting full auto weapons and explosives off the forbidden list is a noble goal and a step towards truly restoring the Second Amendment, it's political suicide.

The NRA is a lot of things, and stupid ain't one of them...



I hope I've answered your question Tim*. I know there's an awful lot more to be said on this topic and many more answers to your questions. I also know there's a good deal of my personal beliefs sprinkled into my answer - take those with a grain of salt, as I live in one of the most gun-unfriendly places in the US... Here's hoping others will join in with their own answers to your question, or at least their own personal take on things as you ask.

Thanks for writing to me - this was an excellent exercise - and for reading MArooned!

That is all.

UPDATE: Tim, not Tom. Curse you, "o", for being right next to "i" on the keyboard!

Monday, June 22, 2009

Can You Feel The Hate Tonight...

Vicious Circle #13 is up. Go. Read. Cower in fear.

Whatever you do, resist the urge to Google 1Man1Jar...

That is all.

Shootie Drought...

It just dawned on me that I haven't gotten to the range since my last New Shooter outing. Ugh. I need to correct that post-haste... Especially since I just mailed off my gun club membership renewal - gotta make the most of the shootin' buck, yanno? It's been a combination of things; between the crappy weather, a busy-as-hell schedule, and the scarcity of ammo (I always replace what I shoot as a matter of policy) I either haven't had the chance to get over to the range or it's been pouring.

I *still* haven't shot my new (to me) Colt Frontier; I still need to put the Hi-Power through it's paces; I've also got the new scope on the Bushmaster to sight in; I've got a couple new shooters I need to get over (amusings, is Mr. amusings still on? How about the daughter?). There's a lot of shootin' to be done, just not enough time to get it all in. I s'pose at the very least I could bring the New Frontier, the S&W model 17, the Marlin model 39A and the Winchester 1906 and have a couple .22LR shoot-offs... One box of Federal copper-plated bulk pack should last me the afternoon...

In any case, I need to go shooting in a big way...

That is all.

Unexpected Headlines


Yeah, I don't think I would have predicted that headline, no.


Wow. I'm amazed we survived that crash. Hey, where's all that sand coming from?


I wasn't aware lobsters even lived that long. 140???


Reports that the IN blogmeet got out of control are unconfirmed at this point.


Rumors that a screwdriver were involved have been surfacing...


Mourners say coin slot on coffin a tacky final touch.


MA drivers respond pithily: Piker.




Okay, that's your daily dose of odd...

That is all.

It's That Time Again...

Hmmm. As of Saturday, it was officially summer. You know what that means? It means that...

{drumroll, please}

It's time for the:

Second Annual Northeast Blogger Shoot Meet & Shootin' Spectacular!!!

Folks had such a good time, we're fixin' to do it all over again. There will be toys to bayonet. Water-filled jugs to 'splode up. Bloggers to meet! Tales to be woven, lead to be flung, and memories to be made (or lived down, as teletubby bayonet charges tend to be...)

Right now we're thinking end of July, first weekend in August or so. Most likely a Sunday. Same sooper seekrit private range as last year, so that means the same limit to participants (around a dozen or so, give or take). I think last year's group was a very good size, and I think that our esteemed host wasn't too badly put-off by our group of weirdos... *g*

So, who's in? We'll take stock of who wants to come and hash out a firm date and git-r-done!

That is all.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

More For Dad...

It's Father's Day. Gotta have something from the "Godfather of Soul"...



Not only is is "I Feel Good", but also "Papa's Got A Brand New Bag"...

That is all.

Father's Day

Footprints
Author Unknown

Walk a little slower, Daddy,
Said a child so small.
I'm following in your footsteps
And I don't want to fall.

Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they're hard to see;
So walk a little slower, Daddy
For you are leading me.

Someday when I'm all grown up,
You're what I want to be;
Then I will have a little child
Who'll want to follow me.

And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true;
So walk a little slower, Daddy
For I must follow you.

The above was pasted on the back of a tie-shaped card I received from BabyGirl G. this morning for Father's Day. It, naturally, got me to thinking about what being a father - or, more importantly, a dad - entails. There's a lot of maturing that needs to be done when you make the decision to create life; you need to be ready to put another's needs far beyond your own.

You need to realize that, whether you want the title or not, you are that child's role model. Your actions during their childhood will shape their interactions for the rest of their lives; they will look to and at you as the basis upon which to mold their impressions of adults in general, men in specific, and fatherhood as a whole. It's a tough, tough job with a lot of responsibility.

And a huge payoff if you do it right...

Happy Father's Day to all the dads, granddads, and moms filling in the "Dad" role. You're doing a difficult, (sometimes) thankless job, but one that is absolutely critical in your child's life. Your actions now, in their formative years, will help shape them into the adults you want them to be. Don't screw it up. If you've got a bad habit, a particular vice or weakness, work on it. Drop 20 pounds. Start walking around the neighborhood. Get off the couch and toss a ball to them.

Play with them. Love them. Don't be afraid to let them know that their Daddy loves them with all his heart.

That is all.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

QotD

Today's quote comes from AtomSmasher over at Men Are Not Potatoes (what an awesome blog name, eh?):
You watch that clip and you can see that several studio sets are going to be needing new seat cushions - these people were behaving like Traci Lords at a big dick convention.

He's talking about the media's reaction to the Annointed One killing a fly with his bare hands ZOMG!!!

Go. Read. They're a snarky group ovah theah...

That is all.

One Down, One to Go...

Renewal for Collector of Curios & Relics License (Class 03 FFL)? Sent today.
Bound book? Up-to-date and complete.

Renewal of gun club membership? Set up to go out on Monday.

Phew. Who knew that keeping up with all this gun nut stuff would involve so much darn paperwork?

That is all.

Friday, June 19, 2009

More Incorporation...

SJC will review gun lock ruling
The state’s highest court plans to review the constitutionality of a recently challenged state law that requires gun owners to lock their weapons, making it the first test in Massachusetts of a landmark US Supreme Court ruling that Americans have the constitutional right to own guns and stow them as they see fit.

The SJC decided to review the law less than a year after a Lowell District Court judge dismissed firearms charges against a Billerica man whose handicapped son was accused of shooting a BB gun at a neighbor and who then showed police officers where his father kept other unlocked weapons.

Oh, ain't this a fine kettle of fish? It looks like they didn't waste much time applying the ruling in Heller regarding the "safe storage" requirement to the MA requirement. Good. Locking up your firearms is the smart and safe thing to do. It shouldn't be required by law, though.

Here's something I'm having trouble with:
Harvey Silverglate, a civil liberties lawyer in Boston, who argues that the Second Amendment should apply to the states.

Does he argue that the First Amendment should apply to the state as well? No? Then he's a hypocrite. And a pretty lousy civil liberties lawyer if he's arguing against people retaining more of them...

Look, I keep my guns locked up - with two small kids in the house it just makes good sense to prevent access to firearms. Not to mention I have a significant amount of money invested in my armory, and keeping everything under lock and key presents more of a deterrent to theft than just leaving them lying around the house.

But it shouldn't get me arrested and my permit revoked because I have grandpa's old side-by-side in a glass-cased gun cabinet rather than a steel safe.

That is all.

Friday Fun Thread: Bring on da Muscle...

Heh. Here's a good one. Top Ten Muscle cars. I'm certain that this list won't be controversial... heh heh heh...



1. 1969 Pontiac GTO Judge. Bar none, this is the muscle car di tutti muscle cars. This is also my second favorite car in the entire world, and was responsible for me owning a 1972 Pontiac LeMans with a rebuilt 400 CI motor right out of college. The plan was to turn it into a LeGoat (restore the body, get the GTO cladding). The reality was a lawn ornament that I wound up selling - at a hefty $200 profit - to one of my sister's friends...

2. 1987 Buick Gran National. Not much that came out of the 1980s for American cars was anything even vaguely resembling a muscle car. The Gran National, however, gave a brief, shining glimpse of what had once been, coupled with an insight into what could be on the horizon. In the aftermath of the emissions control BS that crippled American muscle in the mid-'70s, the turbocharged Gran National offered performance again.

3. Shelby Cobra. Any list of muscle cars that doesn't include the Cobra is wrong. End of story. Small frame. Lightweight body. Ginormous motor stuffed under the hood. American car from the 1960s capable of close to 200 MPH top speed. Side pipes. Roadster. R-r-r-r-r-r-r-r! Unfortunately, so few were made that remaining Cobras are far beyond the reach of all but the most Leno-esque of collectors...

4. 1970 Ford Mustang Boss 302. The late 1960s/early 1970s were the golden years for American muscle. The Chevelles, 442s, 'Cudas, Roadrunners, etc. ruled the roost with big block power. Ford wasn't as heavily invested in the muscle car wars as Mopar or GM; however they did offer the Boss 302 Mustang, one of the more enduring icons of the muscle car era. Power was a respectable 290 HP in a (for the time period) small car, and the Boss 'Stang competed in the Trans Am series against the AAR 'Cudas and Penske Camaros...

5. 1970 Hemi 'Cuda. Speaking of the Plymouth Barracuda... What's not to love about a car named after one of the fastest predators of the sea? The Barracuda underwent two body style changes from its introduction in 1964 (when it was based on the Valiant) to the 3rd generation body style from 1970-1974 (1974 shown). The 426 Hemi put out 425 horsepower, achieving the sought-after metric of 1HP/CI that was the grail of muscle car motors.

6. Chevrolet Chevelle 454SS. This is a stand-in for any member of the "GM Quartet" - the Chevy Chevelle, Oldsmobile 442, Pontiac GTO, or Buick GNX. The LS6 version of the 454SS put out 450 horsepower, and is generally considered one of the fastest muscle cars going. This engine would launch this steel monstrosity down the ¼ mile in low 13 second times, generally the realm of mildly customized specialty cars...

7. 1957 Chrysler 300 C. The 300 series is considered by many to be the "grandfather" of the American muscle car, with the "300" standing for the 300 horsepower coming out of the 331 CI "FirePower" V8 in the original 1955 300. The 1957 300C offered a 375 HP 392 CI V8. From its introduction in 1955 through the 1957 model year, the 300 was the fastest American car on the road.

8. 1969 Chevrolet Corvette 427. 390 HP in a fiberglass bodied car? Sign me up! The '68-82 C3 body Corvette (called the "Mako Shark" after the concept 'Vette in 1968, it replaced the 1963-1967 "Stingray" monikered C2). The fabled ZL-1 427 put out 585 horsepower, making this 'Vette a contender against the offerings from Ferrari.

9. Ford Torino GT 428 Cobra Jet. Just getting something the size of the Ford Torino moving at all is an impressive feat. Getting it moving at speeds approaching those of a muscle car (14.2 second ¼ mile!) is an engineering marvel unto itself. This particular car makes the list for sentimental reasons - a good friend of mine who restores old cars just resuscitated a '68 Torino GT and has been working on it periodically.

10. 1992 Dodge Viper. Hmmm. Open top. Side pipes. Ridiculously overpowered engine. Where have we seen this car before? I'd argue that the single most important thing that the Viper did was to re-invigorate the American muscle car market after the torpor of the late 1970s and 1980s...


Okay, so there's my list of my Top Ten favorite muscle cars spanning some 5 decades. I have a hunch that there might be a few that y'all feel deserve a spot on the list, or some on the list that you think don't quite make the grade.

Have at it!

That is all.

Recurring Theme...

White House fires back at Bush comments: 'We won'
WASHINGTON (CNN) – A day after former President George W. Bush seemed to criticize the Obama administration for departing from a number of his anti-terrorism policies, White House Press Secretary Robert Gibbs fired back.

Asked about Bush's remarks during Thursday's press briefing Gibbs had a simple response. "We won," Gibbs told reporters.

They're not even trying to hide their contempt any more, are they? I mean, I thought the Clinton administration was arrogant, but these jackasses are making the Clintons look like the very model of restraint. Sure, they "won" - with the help of a compliant media, they managed to eke out a 7% popular vote lead over some doddering old fool hated by his own party.

Mandate thou hast not.

Ronald Reagan completely and utterly demolished Walter Mondale in 1984. Mondale carried one state, his home state of Minnesota. Reagan won California, New York, and Massachusetts. As a Republican. He beat Mondale by more than 18% in the popular vote. And yet we saw nowhere near this level of arrogance from Ronnie. If anyone deserved to throw down the "We won" card, it was Reagan.

But then again, Reagan had class. 0bama has his 7%.

IMHO, this is a strategy fraught with peril - what are they going to do if the Democrats lose seats in 2010? They're setting themselves up so that they absolutely *have* to gain seats next year - any backsliding at all is going to result in "we won" being tossed right back at them. Of course, that would require some consistency in the media, and there's a greater likelihood of me sprouting wings and flying to Pluto than that happening. Remind me of the last time you heard 0bama referred to as a chickenhawk, frex...

"We won". Remember, Caesar; thou art mortal.

That is all.

Friday Gun Pr0n #116

I had something completely different in mind for today's gun pr0n. However, a box showed up a couple days ago containing some AR magazines, a kind gift from a fellow blogger (thanks Justin!!!) to a poor lost gunnie soul trapped in the Volksrepublik. Justin very kindly sent me SEVEN pre-ban AR magazines, including two 40 rounders!

So, naturally, I had to get a group photo. I've been busy, um, accumulating mags since I got my Bushmaster...

I *Think* That's Enough...


Yeah. 2 40-rounders, 21-30 rounders, and 11-20 rounders. That's a good start. I figure now I need one or two good pre-ban Beta mags and a few more 40s and I'll be good to go...

Once again, big props and hearty MArooned thanks to Justin Buist!!!

That is all.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

I Love A Happy Ending...

(okay, preverts, get yer minds out of the gutter with that title...)

Gunfire following Mesa home invasion leaves one dead
MESA - An attempted home invasion early Thursday ended with one person dead and a police investigation.

According to the Mesa Police Department two Hispanic males broke in to a home near Baseline Road and Stapley Drive around 1:30 a.m. Thursday morning.

That doesn't sound good, does it? Never fear, the Second Amendment is here*!
The home owner opened fire on the men and the home invasion ended in the death of one of the suspects and the other seriously injured.

See? Happy ending! The only way it could be better would be if there were two dead goblins...

Here's even more good news about this shooting, from comments to the story:
So the robbers rounded the home owner and the rest of the folks in the house (according to the TV coverage) into a room... that contained a shotgun. LOL! Bad luck, robbers. Good job, homeowner!

Now, I don't know about you, but when I hear about a home invasion where the bad guys herd the residents of the home into one room, I start thinking execution. At the very least, they're getting everyone in one place, which means they're planning something IMHO. Pretty ironic that they chose the room with the gun... ("He chose... poorly").

Dead Goblin Count: 20.

That is all.

*Yes, I know that the Second Amendment affirms our natural right to keep and bear arms against a tyrannical government, not to prevent home invasions. It just scanned better that way...

The Fattiest Place on Earth...

One thing I noticed during our Disney vacation of a lifetime extravaganza was that the average denizen of the WDW Borg Collective weighed about as much as a small European car. A quick informal poll (admittedly unscientific) showed some 75% of the male guests to have a visible gut hanging over their belts (seriously. I counted 15 out of 20 guys who were noticeably overweight). The electric scooters were lined up as far as the eye could see upon entrance to any of the theme parks, waiting to convey their portly and/or lazy masters to the furthest reaches of Walt Disney's dream...


Now, I'll be the first to admit that I have a bias. Four years ago I'd have been one of those lardasses (although I didn't need an electric scooter). Hard work, sacrifice, and personal motivation have brought me to a place where I no longer get winded brushing my teeth, and I prefer things this way. I'm also more critical than the next guy WRT weight issues - if *I* lose weight, anyone can. I'm also more than happy to admit that yes, there are certain people who, through no fault of their own, have sluggish metabolisms or other conditions that make weight gain a foregone conclusion.

But it's hard to ignore the double cheeseburger, XL fries, and chocolate shake on their plate as the most likely culprit for needed mechanical assistance...

Folks, if you've let yourself go to the point of needing an electric scooter to get around a theme park, it's time to take a long, hard look at your life choices. If you're not suffering from a thyroid condition or other legitimate medical issue, it's time to start cutting back. Yes, it's hard - the triple chocolate brownie dessert is very yummy, and it calls to us, yes it does, preciousssss... Been there, done that, got the stretch marks to show for it.

Mrs. G. had a pedometer that she wore while we were down in Disney. It's part of some "1,000 mile" program where if she walks a thousand miles in a year she gets a free pair of sneakers or something - basically, it's a wellness incentive from her work. We walked an average of five miles a day, most often in 90º+ heat and high humidity. I basically suspended my diet for the entire week, opting to choose healthier meals whenever possible but not skipping dessert and even having seconds at times. And I still managed to lose three pounds - that's what being active can do.

In any case, there's simply no excuse for letting yourself get so heavy that the wheelchair lift on the bus can't get your ample carcass loaded (this really happened). None. It's about damned time we started taking more pride in our appearance; it's time we started making better choices and taking better care of ourselves. And not just for our own personal betterment, mind you; things are going to get very ugly when we get "free" health care from Uncle Sucker and the .gov decides it's going to tell us how to live our lives (like they've told businesses how to operate in the wake of the bailouts...).

Those that have been bloating up nicely for the past few decades are going to have some rough going when it's decided that, since the .gov is picking up the tab for your health care now, you're going on a diet, fattie...

That is all.

GMAFB, Part ???

PETA takes exception to Obama fly-swatting
WASHINGTON — The group People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals wants the flyswatter in chief to try taking a more humane attitude the next time he's bedeviled by a fly in the White House.

PETA is sending President Barack Obama a Katcha Bug Humane Bug Catcher, a device that allows users to trap a house fly and then release it outside.

Just when you thought PETA couldn't possibly do any more to further marginalize themselves and make themselves more of a laughingstock...

Guys, it's a freakin' HOUSEFLY. The one that 0bama killed? There's about a hundred gabillion more of them waiting to take its place. In the time it would take to capture the fly, walk the contraption outside, and release the fly into the wild, another 15,952,136 flies are born. Expecting the leader of the free world to "catch and release" flies is a little silly, don't you think?

Besides, this president only thinks "Catch and release" applies to terrorists and other enemies of America...

That is all.

What Do You Do?

Chatting with da boyz (and girlz) in the Gunblogger Conspiracy, something came up that kind of stuck out in my mind. Someone (I forget who, exactly, sorry) mentioned that their wife wasn't 100% on board with the idea that they carried a gun for protection. This piqued my curiousity - I think I've mentioned before that Mrs. G. isn't exactly a 2A enthusiast. For a long time, she didn't like the idea of me carrying a gun, but over time kinda got used to the idea that her husband carried. In fact, now it's kind of a game - she'll "frisk" me if she suspects I'm packin'. It did get me to thinkin', though (always a scary proposition)...

Why? Why would a spouse/significant other/long time girl or boyfriend/person otherwise committed to the relationship have a problem with their beloved carrying a gun?

Does this make any sense whatsoever? In many cases, you trust this person driving a car. You trust this person to operate heavy equipment, be it a lawn mower, snow thrower, power tools, etc. You trust this person with heavy blunt objects, sharp pointy objects, and all sorts of potentially deadly weapons day in and day out. If they haven't freaked out and bludgeoned you to death with a pork roast, or stabbed you to death with knitting needles, why on earth are you afraid of them carrying a firearm?

It's got to be the constant media barrage of "ZOMG GUNZ R TEH EEEEEVIL" that we see on a regular basis. It's got to be the fear-mongering of the antis; the constant references to "blood in the streets"; "vigilantes"; and "days of the wild west" that they insist on foisting upon us even though there's no factual support. It's the Jimmy Carter "no one needs an assault weapon to shoot up a school" crap; the Kellerman "43 times more likely to be killed with your own gun" bogus statistic; or the standard "you don't need a gun, that's what the police are for" barrage of lies they hear on TV and in the mainstream media that makes them doubt us.

What other possible explanation could it be? Do they think that firearms exude mind-control rays that turn their otherwise kind and loving schmoopsie into Travis Bickle? Do they think that their fiancée is some simmering Paul Kersey just waiting for the opportunity to enact vengeance? That their sweet, loving husband who changes the baby's diaper and calls his mother on her birthday is secretly fantasizing about being Dirty Harry blowing some punk away with a .44? It simply defies logic. This person either is or is not a psychotic maniac. They either are or are not stable and trustworthy.

If they're not to be trusted with a gun on their belt, why on earth would you trust them with a butcher's knife in the block or a chainsaw in the garage? The thought of your significant other making the conscious decision to carry a firearm for his or her defense - and, we would hope, yours as well - should be something you applaud. Your soulmate thinks you're worth defending. Worth putting their lives, their sacred honor on the line; worth facing the elephant. And yet you're going to carp and whine about him or her carrying a 20 ounce chunk of metal? If they can't be trusted with a Glock, how can you trust them at all?

Don't buy into the fearmongering and panic. Trust your loved one, or get out of the relationship. Look deep within your own heart, and ask yourself what is causing the real issue behind your distrust of your armed mate. If it's ignorance (of guns, of concealed carry, etc.), get educated -there's no better cure than information. If it's mistrust of your significant other in general, get to the bottom of it or get out of the relationship. But don't make it about an inanimate object - that's just plain silly.

Don't let your life be controlled by what you fear, especially if that fear is based on lies and obfuscations.

That is all.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Just Sayin'...

It's June 17th. The first day of summer is merely days away. And yet it was 39ºF this morning when I left for the gym. I have the space heater on here at work right now.

How's that global warming coming?

That is all.

Question for the Gun-Owning Parents Out There...

Marko has a conundrum, and would like your opinion:
So—what’s the right thing to do for a parent who believes in the value of responsible gun ownership, the futility of prohibition measures, and the right to self-defense (even if it’s against imaginary giant spiders?) How do I reconcile my personal beliefs, the rules of gun safety, and my kid’s inability to fully understand the concepts of death and killing?

I posted a quick answer in comments:
Directed interest is DEFINITELY the way to go. That’s what I’ve done with TheBoy, and it’s turned out great.

You get a chance to drill the Four Rules into their heads until they know them in their sleep. They learn safe and proper gun handling. Most importantly, IMHO, they learn that guns are not objects to be feared, but tools with which one must exercise care and caution.

No fear.
No sweeping under the rug.
Just “Here it is. Here’s how you handle it responsibly. Any infractions and it gets taken away”.

Trust me on this one. Once you’ve relieved Quinn of his favorite Nerf gun, Star Wars blaster, or cap gun for the nth time, he will rapidly equate “pointing gun at Lyra” with “gun goes bye-bye”…

And I’ll close with this shot: http://i696.photobucket.com/albums/vv330/stuckma09/MagicKingdom021.jpg

Notice the placement of TheBoy’s trigger finger…

This method does require a careful monitoring of your child's toy gun handling - something I'm certain Marko will do well. It's also a fantastic way of drilling safe gun handling into your kids - which is of utmost importance for a household with firearms in it. Never pass up the opportunity to teach your kids proper care and handling of firearms. Heck, never pass up any opportunity to teach your kids proper care and handling of anything!

I've never been of the "don't give kids toy guns because they'll learn bad habits" mindset. They'll only learn bad habits if you allow them to - you do need to monitor their usage constantly. You need to use each infraction as a learning experience - take the gun away and ask them "Which of the four rules did you break?" You lay down ironclad ground rules - any of the four rules gets broken, the gun gets taken away - and you enforce those rules.

I can't stress how important education is here. Making absolutely certain that your child acts in a safe manner around firearms is one of the most important things a gun-owning parent can do. You need to teach your child that firearms are not toys; that they shouldn't fear them but be careful and follow the rules. One of the best ways to teach that lesson and reinforce it is to let them have Nerf guns or cap guns or squirt guns and watch how they use them.

The payoff is immense - the peace of mind of knowing your kid won't be the one to pick up a gun he finds in a couch cushion and wind up shooting himself or a playmate...

That is all.

All (Stupid/Infuriating) Politics is Local...

Some random local news to raise your blood pressure for the day:

  • Deval Patrick posts sign language - yes, in these days of tightening belts, layoffs, and furlough programs for city workers, the powers-that-be in Massachusetts have spent nearly $100K on new road signs. What's that, you say? Jay, aren't you being a little tough on Cadillac Deval? The state needs these signs, right?
You tell me:

Yeah. We needed to drop a hundred large on signs exhorting MA drivers to "drive carefully"...
  • Bunker Hill Day Parade goes on, amid battle over holiday - this was a story on the news this morning. Bunker Hill Day (today) and Evacuation Day (March 17th, go figure) are holidays celebrated exclusively by state and city workers in Suffolk County (Boston and surrounding suburbs). The two extra vacation days cost the state $5 MILLION a year. A GOP State Senator has introduced a bill to abolish these holidays, but it's about as likely as Mumbles joining the NRA...
  • NFL's Stallworth gets 30 days behind bars in pedestrian's death - (Stallworth is a former NE Patriot). Apparently the lax sentencing for crimes committed via automobile follows MA residents even after they've left the Commonwealth. 30 days for killing someone. Unreal. And Michael Vick got, what, two years for killing dogs...

Okay, that's enough depressing/infuriating news for now...

That is all.