Have You Made Your Reservations Yet?.

It’s coming sooner than you think.

Last year’s was a lot of fun.

You don’t want to miss this one.

Maybe you can carpool.

Or hitchhike.

Or catch a bus.

And remember: it’s where?

It’s fun for the whole family!

Well, kinda. Everything you need to know to get registered is at this link. You don’t have to be a gunblogger. You don’t even have to be a blogger. If you just want to get together with a bunch of people who believe in liberty and enjoy shooting, it’s the right place for you!

So what are you waiting for?

Another Golden Oldie.

One of the (I suppose) advantages to having authored a blog for four years is that you get to revisit stuff you wrote a long time ago (in blog years.) The Everlasting Phelps recently posted on “bright lines” – the personal lines he draws for himself that signal when things have gone just too far. Excerpt:

I am almost physically ill with the dread I am feeling right now. I’ve said before that I have thought about armed revolution before. It is something that I think everyone who considers himself a patriot has to think about ahead of time. You might think about it and say “never”, but you need to think about it.

I am reminded of the cannibal paradox. The paradox is that there are a lot of people in starvation scenarios who turn to cannibalism and starve anyways. They starve because the cannibalism taboo is so strong that they wait too long and are past the point of no return before they do what they need to survive. There is a point of no return when it comes to revolution.

I have in my mind several bright, shining lines that shall not be crossed without retribution. I keep those lines, like Joe’s Jews in the Attic Test, in mind. I have them for two reasons. One, you should decide on your actions rationally and dispassionately when possible. Being worked up in the heat of the moment is not the time to make a decision like this. And the second is because the heat of the moment is just as likely to counsel you to not act, to wait a little longer, to not make that tough decision.

RTWT.

A commenter left this:

I had one of those “scary” moments while discussing the 2000 election with my dad. He pointed out to me how close we were to a coup via the supreme court. I scoffed until I thought about it a little more carefully. The Democratic party tried to get the supreme court to disenfranchise us, and almost succeeded.

I never thought about what it would take, but I did comment the other day that I was glad the disagreements and political lines right now are not as regional as they were 150 years ago.

Now, read my September, 2004 post While Evils are Sufferable (especially you, Markadelphia) and then read this Steven Levitt New York Times piece and the 500+ comments and reflect on just how easy it would be for “we the people” to pull everything down around us.

Societies exist because the members want them too. When that desire is lost, so is the society. That’s what Arnold Toynbee meant when he said “Civilizations die from suicide, not by murder.”

Yeah, Phelps, I feel a little ill myself.

UPDATE: The original JSKit/Echo comment thread is here.

I Found Ted Kennedy’s Safe!.

A while back I fisked Sen. Ted “The Swimmer” Kennedy‘s Senate testimony on “armor piercing” ammunition. During his oration on the evils of such ammunition, he let loose with this unforgettable utterance:

Another rifle caliber, the 30.30 caliber, was responsible for penetrating three officers’ armor and killing them in 1993, 1996, and 2002. This ammunition is also capable of puncturing light-armored vehicles, ballistic or armored glass, armored limousines, even a 600-pound safe with 600 pounds of safe armor plating.

Er, what??

I’ve always wondered where that particular non sequitur came from. Now I think I know. Watch this YouTube video (the sound goes out of time with the image towards the end)

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9lMViBr6d8&w=425&h=350]

Pay particular attention starting about 6:45. That’s when they shoot a “600 pound safe.”

Suffice it to say, they weren’t using a .30-30, and the ammunition they were using wasn’t manufactured by Hi-Vel. Nor can your average civilian purchase Mk 211 Mod 0 .50 BMG rounds.

Not that that made any difference to (hic!) Teddy.

Or the VPC for that matter.

(h/t: Sebastian)

Candidate for Quote of the YEAR.

Now, this is just my opinion, but if your money-handling skills are so poor that you can’t even make a profit selling sex, then you have absolutely no business getting involved in more complicated financial areas.

In other words, if “Slam, bam, thank you ma’am, here’s a hundred bucks” is too complicated for you to make a profit, then you might just want to keep your meat-hooks out of, say — health care.

LawDog speaks a fundamental truth.

I Am SO Going to Bake in Heck…

Fellow gunblogger Clayton Cramer has a problem with – what’s the expression? “Non-heteronormative” people. Seeing that San Francisco is ground zero for the “as far from ‘heteronormative’ as is possible to get and still have 23 chromosome pairs,” he gets a lot of fodder from the Bay area. His most recent post on the topic covers two recent “demonstrations” – one was the “Transmarch,” which I’m not even going to comment on, and the other was “The World Naked Bike Ride 2007.”

An image I cached a long, long time ago came immediately to mind I’m ashamed to say, but I find myself strangely unable to refrain from posting it any longer:

(This was a poster put out by the group itself, so they had a sense of humor about it anyway.)

I have to wonder if Chamois Butt’r would help with that? (Somebody, please stop me…)

Negligent Homicide by One of “The Only Ones”

I’ve seen this story all over the gunblogosphere:

5-year-old shot and killed

By Johnny Johnson
Staff Writer

NOBLE (OK) — The first shot was so loud it made the hair stand straight up on Jack Tracy’s arm. The bullet hit the water just a few feet in front of the boat dock where he was standing.

Instinctively, he pulled his 5-year-old grandson, Austin Haley, close to his left side and began yelling that there were people down by the pond.

Then came the second shot, and the unforgettable thump of a 9 mm bullet penetrating a young boy’s skull.

“It went right through the back of his head and came out the front,” Tracy said. “He was just bleeding severely and I knew, right then, he was most likely dead, right there.”

Tracy thought he and his grandson were under attack by someone trying to kill them both, so he threw the boy into the back of a 4-wheeler and drove to his daughter’s house about 200 yards away.

“Then two officers came out of the brush over there,” he said. “They didn’t tell us they were the ones who had been shooting or that they had shot him. They didn’t admit a doggone thing.”

Much later, Tracy said, he found out one of the officers had fired two shots in the Crest Lane neighborhood, trying to kill a snake that had become lodged in a birdhouse on the back porch of a house just up the hill from Tracy’s pond.

‘I just feel really bad’
Police had gotten a call of a snake complaint from a woman on Crest Lane, whose 16-year-old daughter saw the snake hanging about 3 feet of its body outside a neighbor’s bird house.

The woman, who would not identify herself, told The Oklahoman she called the police station to see if animal control could respond and take care of the snake, which she believed to be a diamondback rattlesnake.

She was told that the city, which lost its only animal control officer recently, would send a police officer over to help.

“This was just a freak and tragic accident,” the woman said, “and I just feel really bad for everyone involved.”

Yes, it was freakish and tragic, but it was not exactly an accident.

Other neighbors weren’t as sympathetic.

Crest Lane resident Kara Johnson said there was no excuse for shooting a gun at a snake in a residential area.

“It’s a shame that someone had to lose their 5-year-old child over a snake,” Johnson said. “And that’s their only child. They’ll never get their kid back.”

Neighbor G.W. Henderson said his wife heard a woman screaming within minutes of the shots.

“She was shouting ‘You shot my boy! You shot my boy!’” Henderson said.

Second shot hit snake
City Manager Bob Wade said rumors of overeager Noble officers are inaccurate. “I was told that they tried several ways to get the snake down, but it was still hissing at them and firmly lodged,” Wade said. “What I was told is that the owner of the home either suggested or agreed that they should go ahead and shoot the snake, and then everything happened from there.”

First of all, the homeowner had no business suggesting or agreeing to any discharge of a firearm in a residential area, and the officers had no business discharging a firearm in a non-life-threatening situation. This was not an Uncle Jimbo “It’s coming right for us!” scenario.

Wade refused to identify the officer suspected of firing the shots but said the officer has been placed on paid administrative leave pending the outcome of the investigation.

Said outcome should be charges of negligent homicide, but I have little doubt that he’ll walk with “administrative discipline” alone. After all, he’s an “only one.”

Oklahoma State Bureau of Investigation agents were told that officers decided to shoot the animal after being told there was a field behind them, said Jessica Brown, bureau spokeswoman.

It doesn’t matter. Rule 4: “Be sure of your target and what is beyond it.” Don’t take someone else’s word for it.

“The first shot grazed the snake, and the second killed it,” Brown said.

Wade said he is 90 percent sure that the same bullet that killed the snake also killed Austin, but due to the trajectory of the shot and the fact that Austin and his grandfather were downhill, investigators have to be 100 percent certain.

“This is so bizarre it has to be fully investigated. … We’re pretty sure circumstantially that it is the bullet from the police officer’s gun, but it might be a bullet from someone else,” Wade said.

I’m sure that will be the conclusion of the investigation, since the bullet with the boy’s brain tissue is somewhere in the pond, never to be recovered. It must have been space aliens.

Tracy has little doubt about what happened.

“I was standing right beside him when they shot him in the head,” he said. “There just wasn’t anything I could do for this baby. He was dead. And he was just the finest Christian boy. His mother just bought him a Bible not a week before this — he wanted one that was camouflage because he was in the Lord’s army.’”

Tracy said that when he saw the news reports and heard the police chief saying it was an “unfortunate accident,” the remark seemed too trivial and dismissive.

“I’m not saying the cop shot him on purpose,” Tracy said. “It was an accident. But let me tell you — if I had a kid and put him in this car and didn’t put him in a car seat and he got killed on the way to town, they’d charge me with murder … and what this cop did is a lot worse than that. … There was no reason for him to kill my grandson.”

Absolutely correct. I’m sure the officer feels horrible about what happened, but I’m also convinced that he thought the idea of popping a snake with his service pistol would be pretty cool.

Unfortunately, once you pull the trigger all the “oh shit!”s and “I’m sorry”s in the world cannot put that bullet back in the cartridge case, or bring a 5 year-old boy back to life. And when it happens, police officers shouldn’t get breaks that private citizens don’t.

Hey! LabRat’s Finally Got a Blog!.

Perennial (and brilliant) commenter LabRat has opened her very own blog, Atomic Nerds. She shares it with “Stingray,” but that’s OK. Sometimes I wish I shared this blog. I expect great things, and without much surprise, she delivers right off with “Goddamn lazy hippies.

Life is good!

The Replacement Kimber.

While I wait for the Eclipse to come back, I can console myself with the new Ultra CDP II:

Damn, ain’t that pretty? Look at the figure in the grip panel! The other one is just as beautiful.

Now I have a complete set: Government, Commander, and Officer’s size!

Or at least I will when Kimber sends the Eclipse back, repaired.

This is just too cool. Many thanks to Kimber and to Murphy’s Guns and Gunsmithing, my favorite Tucson gun shop.