Wednesday, July 23, 2014

People who pay attention are cool.

The scene: an elevator in Anaheim, at a technical conference. I'm going up by myself; at floor X, one woman and two men, all conferencers, get on with me, with the usual rote pleasantries.  The following happens after a short pause:

Man #1 to man #2: "You know, I'm really enjoying the side conversations here. They've been very useful." (Elevator stops at a new floor.)

Man #2 to man #1: "Yeah, and the eavesdropping; I really learn a lot that way." (They both get out and the elevator door closes.)

(After a short pause) Me, aloud, but not specifically to the woman, who is looking at her smartphone: "Ironic, isn't it?"

Woman (who doesn't just giggle, she *bursts* out laughing): "Yes, it is!" (She's still chuckling when she gets off at her floor.)

 I admit, I was happy to score the double play on that one.  :-)

Man, I love people who pay attention.  I hate this place--far too many folks who "personally wet themselves" at the very thought of their own shadows, and (worse) insist on wearing that particular neurosis openly on their sleeves--but even here, I regularly find people who are at least partially worthy of the term "human being".

That is a good reminder for me, in these tiresome times.

Friday, July 4, 2014

Grigg: Happy Insurrection Day!

Ran across this classic again today.  It is so outstanding that I felt the need to have it bookmarked here.

Just a teaser:
It's hardly surprising that the Wilson regime effectively criminalized the Declaration: Like collectivists of all ages, Wilson assumed that man, who was created for the state, should be pitifully grateful for whatever transient "liberties" he was given by the state, and should be prepared to sacrifice everything on behalf of the state.

"It is not an army we must shape and train for war, it is a nation," Wilson declared, as he centralized the economy, orchestrated a frenzy of war hatred against Germany, and moved to impose conscription. His Vice President, Thomas Marshall, urged that citizenship be formally revoked for anyone found to be "not heartily in support of the Government in this crisis."

Bernard Baruch, chairman of the War Industries Board and de facto commissar of the economy, explained the logic of Wilson's war regime in admirably frank terms: "Every man's life is at the call of the nation and so must be every man's property.... The state is all; the individual is of importance only as he contributes to the welfare of the state. His property is his only as the state does not need it. He must hold his life and possessions at the call of the state."
I'm saving that one for the next Wilson apologist I run into.  Jeez, what awful people.

And Grigg's wrap-up is exactly what you'd expect from him:

What if, instead of starting every day being marinated in the language of submission (to pledge "allegiance," after all, is to proclaim one's status as a vassal bound in service to a feudal lord, or "liege"), youngsters were taught, on a daily basis, the principles of self-responsibility, individual liberty, and principled rebellion? As I stated earlier, if this kind of thing were to become common, our rulers would simply criminalize the Declaration. They've done it before, and they would be more than happy to do so permanently.

The sobering truth is that, due to the cultivated docility of the American populace, Jefferson's document, much like the Constitution created eleven years later, poses no threat to the designs of our rulers.

As always, worth it to RTWT.

Thursday, July 3, 2014

Independence Day.

Five years later, and I still don't feel the need to change anything.

Whatsay let's all remind someone who needs reminding, tomorrow, that what we celebrate on Independence Day is the practice of sedition.

I'll say it with a smile.  It's the original American tradition, after all, and there's no need to hide the pride.

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

What David said.

I've not written here about the whole open-carry protest "movement" that seems to be going on these days.  Really, there's a simple reason for that:  it's inherently in the political realm, and I can't really "side" with any of the demonstrators without feeling like I'm somehow legitimizing the underlying politics*.  And I'm sure as hell not going to do that on purpose.

Besides, sometimes others say it better than I ever could.  Today, David Codrea addressed it this way, in re Target:

That first part is all that should matter to us. For a company that never wanted this distraction in their stores and were forced to walk a tightrope, what more do "we" demand from them?

This is no victory for the antis. If they tell people it is, they're liars, which should not come as a big news flash.

If someone doesn't want to fight and is leaving you alone, don't back him into a corner. If you do, expect him to react in his interests, not yours.

If you still don't like it, you don't have to shop there. Me, in the absence of belligerent aggression that invites further observations, I'm moving on.

Magnificent.  Simply magnificent.

I suppose one could gripe that "That first part" implicitly acknowledges the legitimacy of "local laws", but that's not the point David is making.  And anyway he's still spot-on that it is about as respectful a means of declaring "no dog in this fight" as I could imagine.

*Sure, I'd like to see both open and concealed carry normalized and common everywhere, but I can't see winning the hearts and minds of individuals by adopting inherently collective strategy to do it.  I'm much more of the MamaLiberty frame of mind on the matter:  I'm going to do what I do every day, and that is going to be much more authentically "normal" than showing up with a group whose express purpose is to say, "LOOK AT US WE'RE NORMAL!"


You know, in high school I was blessed with an outstanding English teacher who impressed many things on me that really were useful.  Among the strongest was her insistence that there truly is one book that is always worth burning:  your thesaurus.  She said that if we used a thesaurus to help ourselves write a paper, she would be able to tell immediately, because a thesaurus word simply jumps off the page at her.  It is not a word we would use normally, in regular dialogue, but rather it sits there and screams, "I am a word!"  I have no doubt--no doubt at all--that she was being wholly honest about this.

I think a lot about her, when I see people gather together for the specific purpose of making a political point.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Notes from the fun shop.

Just documenting a couple of things for future reference.  (There will probably be more on most of this at some point.)  Some erranding with the girls today in Soldotna yielded some useful intel.

To wit:

  • Holy freakin' cow.  It's here.  (Browning's 1911-22 in modern trim.)
  • I actually found five boxes of 16 gauge buckshot on the shelf today.  Which means that I bought five boxes of 16 gauge buckshot today.
  • .22 availability is still stupid.  Stoopid.  (Are regular people even buying .22s any more, with no way to feed them?)
  • Availability of other ammo and components actually seems to be improving.  It's ridiculously expensive, sure, but it's there.
  • Got a chance to meet an XD-S 4", in person.  This one had a distinctly sweeter trigger than the one I met the other day (another data point), and more importantly I got to look at the extension magazine.  In short:  I was impressed.  I'll keep looking every time I see one, but the "new Commander" appellation seems to be very appropriate for the Springfield.

More later, of course.  Deadlining in other areas, and playing Mr. Mom for a week, I do have to put off the fun of writing this all up properly.  (Maybe it'll be after neighbor C. and I get some range time together.  Another find today was a stash of Buffalo Bore ammo for his 460 Rowland 1911...I can be an enabler sometimes...  :-)

There will be more on this.

A jaw-hit-floor moment today while erranding in Soldotna with the girls.  I was not expecting to meet one of these:

Click to embiggen The Awesome.

To be more accurate, I didn't even know these existed yet.  Apparently they do.  (Look closely, sports fans.  That's a Browning 1911-22, in modern trim.  And they even offer it in "Commander" length, too.)

No, of course it's not perfect.  The worst news is that the lawyerphobes put a friggin' magazine disconnect in it.  The trigger on this sample was...rough.  And of course, what's the point of  even buying a .22 these days, when ammo is nearly as expensive as reloaded 9mm--or would be, if normal humans could find any.

Still...triggers can be improved...stupid gizmos can be ignored...and at least in theory the ridiculous hoarder-caused drought will end someday...  And I held this in my hands, today;  it's here, now.

Not only that, but I had my five-year-old with me, and in placing her hand on it properly, I suspect it will actually start to fit her hand within a year's time.  Wow!

There will be more on this, but it'll take me a bit to get around to writing it.  This is just the initial squee working itself out.


Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Here's a question for fellow gunnies...

Several times now in recent months, I've had different counter-jockeys hesitate to let me dry-fire a piece I'm looking at, to try the trigger.  (I always make a point of explicitly asking for permission to try a trigger, just as a courtesy.)  I've even had a couple of people now try to tell me that it will damage the firearm.  (It's always a centerfire that I ask about.)

Is this craziness now happening everywhere?  And for how long?

Okay, so the people that seem to do this are almost always young enough that maybe they just don't know.  Okay, maybe.  But still--this isn't something that they're going to come up with on their own.  Someone has to be telling them this, else they probably wouldn't say anything at all.

So: who is that?  Is it maybe the same corporate brainiacs that won't allow you to do so much as remove a bolt from a bolt rifle to look down the bore?  Is it gungrabbers, wanting to plant the seed that guns will fall apart if you use them?

Any wisdom there?