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Left for Christmas

December 25th, 2008 | 2 Comments | Posted in Pass the ammo, The wife and I

Wife got me ‘Left for Dead’ for Christmas.  Nothing says “It’s the holiday season” more that shooting zombies with a shotgun.

She loves me

Oh, I got her some books about various artists that she wanted.  Yes, she was very happy with them.

Toys for boys

December 10th, 2008 | 1 Comment | Posted in It's all about me, Pass the ammo, Sharp Pointy Things

I’ve started making a list of all the toys I need to save up for and ones that will probably stay on my wish list forever unless I can get certain federal licenses.  Going to be doing a lot of shopping once I graduate and get a real job out in the world.

12′ Kangaroo hide bullwhip – I’ll probably end up making this myself.  It will take some practice at braiding and possibly a number of tries, but considering a good one will cost me over $600 I think I will practice – a lot.

Ghurka Khukri knife – At $42.00 this one I may actually be able to add to the arsenal fairly soon.  Heck, I may get two or three.  It’s a tough knife that throws very, very well and holds a great edge.  How do I know?  Well, I have one already that I got when I was about 18 and it’s still in decent shape, I just want a few more to keep it company.

Pudao – My favorite weapon from my days in Kung Fu.  It may not be practical at all (like say, a bullwhip) but it’s a heck of a lot of fun.  The name means ‘horse cutter’, it was used by Chinese infantry to take out cavalry by cutting the horse out from under the rider.

Colt 1911Government Model .45 ACP – A classic that everyone should own, and besides, it would go well with the Tommy gun down lower on the list.

Sig Sauer P226 – This is for the practical carry.  Good pistol, reasonable price and a 10 round magazine (15 in states that have gun laws that are sane) for 9mm ammo. Would just need my CCP and I would be set.

A Tommy Gun – Yep, they still make them and they are still cool.  Sure, they aren’t as accurate as the newer H&K MP5 sub-machine guns or even the military M4 rifle, but that’s OK because I want either of those two bad boys as well.  Can you guess which items on my list I’ll probably never be able to get??

Side by Side Shotgun – Perfect shotgun for quick defense.  Easy to modify the barrel length if you need to, and not very expensive at all.  Plus, if you are a really bad shot you can do the same trick that John Wayne did in ‘El Dorado’ and cut it down so it’s almost pistol length.  Sure, you won’t have much range, but you sure as heck won’t miss either.  “Ride boldly, ride” indeed.

Pump Shotgun – Now this is the real home defense shotgun.  Nice length for indoor or outdoor encounters and a good feed capacity.  Also, there is no quicker way to get someone to crap themselves than by racking a round into a pump action – that is a sound that has no comparison.

Henry Rifle’s lever action .30-30 –  Because you should always have the option of being able to reach out and touch someone.

And finally the last items I would want to get would be a couple of swords.  I’m a knife geek and I like sharp pointy objects, there is no sin in that.

So, for the sword section of the wish list there are two.  The kind I practiced with in my Gumdo classes and the kind that appeal to my inner Lord of the Rings geek

Zaitoichi sword For the Gumdo geek in me.  A real katana style blade will cost thousands so until I am rich, this one will do. It was what we used in my Gumdo classes and it’s balanced nice and keeps a great edge.  I unfortunately had to sell my last one when I was poorer than I am now.

Ranger sword for the fantasy geek.  Yea, silly, but what the hell.

**UPDATE**

Due to the fact that I have friends who point out when I forget shit that should have been included, now I have to update the list.  Thank you so very much, Mr. un-named friend!.

Grenades – Now technically I could leave this off because the only kind you can probably purchase out there are smoke grenades.  but lets face it, grenades are the perfect solution to almost any home invader problem you might have.

Ten guys break in downstairs intent on visiting all kinds of criminal violations upon your person.  One grenade over the stair rail and problem is solved (except for redecorating)

As Jayne Cobb said in Serenity as they had a ton of Reevers coming down on them hard “Gee, It’d be nice if we had some GRENADES!”

Happy Birthday Marines!

Semper Fi!

It was my privileged an honor to serve along the Marines when I was in the Navy.  I have never seen a more dedicated, hard charging group of individuals in my whole life.  This includes some drunken shore leaves, bar fights and even some military actions.

Happy Birthday, Marines!

Decisions, decisions…

October 16th, 2008 | 6 Comments | Posted in Pass the ammo

Well, since I figure if ‘That One’ wins the election I should stock up on my guns and ammo before he and those morons in Congress try to have the Second Amendment removed “for the children”, I am now trying to decide what pistols I should get that would work for concealed carry.

I must say that there are so many nice choices out there it is hard to decide, but I have narrowed it down to these two.  I would need one for the wife and one for me.

First one is the Sig Sauer P250.  Thing I like about this one is that it has changeable barrels so you can go from 9mm to .357 SIG, .40 cal, or .45 ACP.  It can also be changed from sub compact to compact to full frame, and if that isn’t enough, as a 9mm it will hold 15 rounds.    

                   

The other one I am considering is the Walther P99.  9mm and holds 10 rounds and is very compact and concealable.

               

Decisions are hard, but this is one that I don’t think I will mind having to make.

Why should we carry sidearms?

June 9th, 2008 | 1 Comment | Posted in Pass the ammo

Read this over at Army of Dog

Goodnight Mr. Heston

April 6th, 2008 | 3 Comments | Posted in Pass the ammo

A man who I have quite a bit of respect for has passed away.  Rest in peace.

He was active in the Civil Rights movement and was also active in preserving our Second Amendment rights.  This country is much, much richer for having him as one of our own.

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Here is one of the greatest speaches ever given by this man

Winning the Cultural War
Charlton Heston’s Speech to the Harvard Law School Forum
Feb 16, 1999I remember my son when he was five, explaining to his kindergarten class what his father did for a living. “My Daddy,” he said, “pretends to be people.” There have been quite a few of them. Prophets from the Old and New Testaments, a couple of Christian saints, generals of various nationalities and different centuries, several kings, three American presidents, a French cardinal and two geniuses, including Michelangelo.If you want the ceiling repainted I’ll do my best. There always seem to be a lot of different fellows up here. I’m never sure which one of them gets to talk. Right now, I guess I’m the guy.

As I pondered our visit tonight it struck me: If my Creator gave me the gift to connect you with the hearts and minds of those great men, then I want to use that same gift now to reconnect you with your own sense of liberty of your own freedom of thought … your own compass for what is right.

Dedicating the memorial at Gettysburg, Abraham Lincoln said of America, “We are now engaged in a great Civil War, testing whether this nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure.” Those words are true again. I believe that we are again engaged in a great civil war, a cultural war that’s about to hijack your birthright to think and say what resides in your heart. I fear you no longer trust the pulsing lifeblood of liberty inside you … the stuff that made this country rise from wilderness into the miracle that it is.

Let me back up. About a year ago I became president of the National Rifle Association, which protects the right to keep and bear arms. I ran for office, I was elected, and now I serve … I serve as a moving target for the media who’ve called me everything from “ridiculous” and “duped” to a “brain-injured, senile, crazy old man.” I know … I’m pretty old … but I sure, Lord, ain’t senile.

As I have stood in the crosshairs of those who target Second Amendment freedoms, I’ve realized that firearms are not the only issue. No, it’s much, much bigger than that.

I’ve come to understand that a cultural war is raging across our land, in which, with Orwellian fervor, certain acceptable thoughts and speech are mandated. For example, I marched for civil rights with Dr. King in 1963 – long before Hollywood found it fashionable. But when I told an audience last year that white pride is just as valid as black pride or red pride or anyone else’s pride, they called me a racist.

I’ve worked with brilliantly talented homosexuals all my life. But when I told an audience that gay rights should extend no further than your rights or my rights, I was called a homophobe. I served in World War II against the Axis powers. But during a speech, when I drew an analogy between singling out innocent Jews and singling out innocent gun owners, I was called an anti-Semite. Everyone I know knows I would never raise a closed fist against my country. But when I asked an audience to oppose this cultural persecution, I was compared to Timothy McVeigh.

From Time magazine to friends and colleagues, they’re essentially saying, “Chuck, how dare you speak your mind. You are using language not authorized for public consumption!” But I am not afraid. If Americans believed in political correctness, we’d still be King George’s boys — subjects bound to the British crown.

In his book, “The End of Sanity,” Martin Gross writes that

“blatantly irrational behavior is rapidly being established as the norm in almost every area of human endeavor. There seem to be new customs, new rules, new anti-intellectual theories regularly foisted on us from every direction Underneath, the nation is roiling. Americans know something without a name is undermining the nation, turning the mind mushy when it comes to separating truth from falsehood and right from wrong. And they don’t like it.”

Let me read a few examples. At Antioch college in Ohio, young men seeking intimacy with a coed must get verbal permission at each step of the process from kissing to petting to final copulation … all clearly spelled out in a printed college directive.

In New Jersey, despite the death of several patients nationwide who had been infected by dentists who had concealed their AIDs — the state commissioner announced that health providers who are HIV-positive need not ….. need not ….. tell their patients that they are infected.

At William and Mary, students tried to change the name of the school team “The Tribe” because it was supposedly insulting to local Indians, only to learn that authentic Virginia chiefs truly like the name.

In San Francisco, city fathers passed an ordinance protecting the rights of transvestites to cross-dress on the job, and for transsexuals to have separate toilet facilities while undergoing sex change surgery.

In New York City, kids who don’t speak a word of Spanish have been placed in bilingual classes to learn their three R’s in Spanish solely because their last names sound Hispanic.

At the University of Pennsylvania, in a state where thousands died at Gettysburg opposing slavery, the president of that college officially set up segregated dormitory space for black students. Yeah, I know … that’s out of bounds now. Dr. King said “Negroes.” Jimmy Baldwin and most of us on the March said “black.” But it’s a no-no now. For me, hyphenated identities are awkward … particularly “Native-American.”

I’m a Native American, for God’s sake. I also happen to be a blood-initiated brother of the Miniconjou Sioux. On my wife’s side, my grandson is a thirteenth generation native American … with a capital letter on “American.”

Finally, just last month … David Howard, head of the Washington D.C. Office of Public Advocate, used the word “niggardly” while talking to colleagues about budgetary matters. Of course, “niggardly” means stingy or scanty. But within days Howard was forced to publicly apologize and resign. As columnist Tony Snow wrote:

“David Howard got fired because some people in public employ were morons who (a) didn’t know the meaning of niggardly, (b) didn’t know how to use a dictionary to discover the meaning, and (c) actually demanded that he apologize for their ignorance.”

What does all of this mean? It means that telling us what to think has evolved into telling us what to say, so telling us what to do can’t be far behind. Before you claim to be a champion of free thought, tell me: Why did political correctness originate on America’s campuses? And why do you continue to tolerate it? Why do you, who’re supposed to debate ideas, surrender to their suppression?

Let’s be honest. Who here thinks your professors can say what they really believe? It scares me to death, and should scare you too, that the superstition of political correctness rules the halls of reason.

You are the best and the brightest. You, here in the fertile cradle of American academia, here in the castle of learning on the Charles River, you are the cream. But I submit that you, and your counterparts across the land, are the most socially conformed and politically silenced generation since Concord Bridge. And as long as you validate that … and abide it … you are — by your grandfathers’ standards — cowards.

Here’s another example. Right now at more than one major university, Second Amendment scholars and researchers are being told to shut up about their findings or they’ll lose their jobs. Why? Because their research findings would undermine big-city mayor’s pending lawsuits that seek to extort hundreds of millions of dollars from firearm manufacturers.

I don’t care what you think about guns. But if you are not shocked at that, I am shocked at you. Who will guard the raw material of unfettered ideas, if not you? Who will defend the core value of academia, if you supposed soldiers of free thought and expression lay down your arms and plead, “Don’t shoot me.”

If you talk about race, it does not make you a racist. If you see distinctions between the genders, it does not make you a sexist. If you think critically about a denomination, it does not make you anti-religion. If you accept but don’t celebrate homosexuality, it does not make you a homophobe.

Don’t let America’s universities continue to serve as incubators for this rampant epidemic of new McCarthyism.

But what can you do? How can anyone prevail against such pervasive social subjugation? The answer’s been here all along. I learned it 36 years ago, on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, DC, standing with Dr. Martin Luther King and two hundred thousand people.

You simply … disobey. Peaceably, yes. Respectfully, of course. Nonviolently, absolutely.

But when told how to think or what to say or how to behave, we don’t. We disobey social protocol that stifles and stigmatizes personal freedom. I learned the awesome power of disobedience from Dr. King … who learned it from Gandhi, and Thoreau, and Jesus, and every other great man who led those in the right against those with the might.

Disobedience is in our DNA. We feel innate kinship with that disobedient spirit that tossed tea into Boston Harbor, that sent Thoreau to jail, that refused to sit in the back of the bus, that protested a war in Viet Nam. In that same spirit, I am asking you to disavow cultural correctness with massive disobedience of rogue authority, social directives and onerous laws that weaken personal freedom.

But be careful … it hurts.

Disobedience demands that you put yourself at risk. Dr. King stood on lots of balconies. You must be willing to be humiliated … to endure the modern-day equivalent of the police dogs at Montgomery and the water cannons at Selma. You must be willing to experience discomfort. I’m not complaining, but my own decades of social activism have taken their toll on me. Let me tell you a story.

A few years back I heard about a rapper named Ice-T who was selling a CD called “Cop Killer” celebrating ambushing and murdering police officers. It was being marketed by none other than Time/Warner, the biggest entertainment conglomerate in the world.

Police across the country were outraged.

Rightfully so, at least one had been murdered. But Time/Warner had been stonewalling because the CD had been a cash cow for them, and the media were tiptoeing around it because the rapper was black. I heard Time/Warner had a stockholders meeting scheduled in Beverly Hills. I owned some shares at the time, so I decided to attend.

What I did there was against the advice of my family and colleagues. I asked for the floor. To a hushed room of a thousand average American stockholders, I simply read the full lyrics of “Cop Killer”- every vicious, vulgar, instructional word.

“I GOT MY 12 GAUGE SAWED OFF. I GOT MY HEADLIGHTS TURNED OFF. I’M ABOUT TO BUST SOME SHOTS OFF. I’M ABOUT TO DUST SOME COPS OFF…” It got worse, a lot worse.

I won’t read the rest of it to you. But trust me, the room was a sea of shocked, frozen, blanched faces. The Time/Warner executives squirmed in their chairs and stared at their shoes. They hated me for that. Then I delivered another volley of sick lyric brimming with racist filth, where Ice-T fantasizes about sodomizing two 12-year old nieces of Al and Tipper Gore.

“SHE PUSHED HER BUTT AGAINST MY ….” Well, I won’t do to you here what I did to them. Let’s just say I left the room in echoing silence. When I read the lyrics to the waiting press corps, one of them said “We can’t print that.”

“I know,” I replied, “but Time/Warner’s selling it.”

Two months later, Time/Warner terminated Ice-T’s contract. I’ll never be offered another film by Warner’s, or get a good review from Time magazine.

But disobedience means you must be willing to act, not just talk.

When a mugger sues his elderly victim for defending herself … jam the switchboard of the district attorney’s office.

When your university is pressured to lower standards until 80% of the students graduate with honors … choke the halls of the board of regents.

When an 8-year-old boy pecks a girl’s cheek on the playground and gets hauled into court for sexual harassment … march on that school and block its doorways.

When someone you elected is seduced by political power and betrays you…petition them, oust them, banish them.

When Time magazine’s cover portrays millennium nuts as deranged, crazy Christians holding a cross as it did last month … boycott their magazine and the products it advertises.

So that this nation may long endure, I urge you to follow in the hallowed footsteps of the great disobedience’s of history that freed exiles, founded religions, defeated tyrants, and yes, in the hands of an aroused rabble in arms and a few great men, by God’s grace, built this country.

If Dr. King were here, I think he would agree.

Thank you