Cognitive Dissonance

On the masthead to this blog is a quote from fellow blogger Moshe Ben-David:

The most glaring example of the cognitive dissonance on the left is the concept that human beings are inherently good, yet at the same time cannot be trusted with any kind of weapon, unless the magic fairy dust of government authority gets sprinkled upon them.

Glenn Reynolds today posted another glaring example:

I never could grok that one either.

Match Report – Bowling Pins, 10/9/2011

What a beautiful day for a match!  And what a change from two months ago.  Including me, there were a total of ten shooters and twenty-four handguns.  For once, .22 is not the most popular class with seven entries, compared to Major caliber pistol with eight.  Minor caliber pistol only had four entries, and Revolver class had five.  I’d planned on bringing my Smith Model 25 Mountain Gun, but discovered last night that I only had 26 loaded rounds.  I was sure I had a box of 100 somewhere, but no.

We got started a little late, about 8:20, and finished right about noon.  No one overall winner this time – Travis Higgins won .22, Cliff Reed won Revolver, John Higgins won Minor Caliber, I won Major, and I beat John for bragging rights in the last match, Major against Minor.  There was some very close competition, a few malfunctions, a bunch of reloads, a couple of ties, and a lot of fun.

The next match is November 13.  Start time will again be about 8:15.  Hope to see you there!

Truth in Fiction

Back in 2004 Oh John Ringo No and Linda Evans published a Sci-Fi novel written in Keith Laumer’s Bolo universe. For those not acquainted, a Bolo is a self-aware armored fighting machine. By the time the protagonist of this novel, a Bolo Mk. XX, designation SOL-0045, nicknamed “Sonny” is introduced, Bolos have been manufactured for about 900 years. This one in particular is 115 years old, and a veteran of many battles.

Artificial intelligence systems have advanced greatly, but the Mk. XX is not designed to operate with complete autonomy. It is designed to have a human commander responsible for strategic decisions and tactical override. Sonny is quite large – on the order of sixteen thousand tons, and armed with the kind of firepower you’d expect from something with the mass of a battleship.

But that’s beside the point here. The précis of the novel, The Road to Damascus is:

When a ruthless political regime seizes power on a world struggling to recover from alien invasion, a former war hero finds herself leading a desperate band of freedom fighters. Kafari Khrustinova, who fought Deng infantry from farmhouses and barns, finds herself struggling to free her homeworld from an unholy political alliance, headed by the charismatic and ambitious Vittori Santorini, which has seduced her young daughter with its propaganda and subverted the planet’s Bolo, using the war machine to crush all political opposition. To free her homeworld, Kafari must somehow cripple or kill the Bolo she once called friend. Unit SOL-0045, “Sonny,” is a Mark XX Bolo, self-aware and intelligent. When Sonny’s human commander is forced off-world, Sonny tries to navigate his way through ambiguous moral and legal issues, sinking into deep confusion and electronic misery. He eventually faces a dark night of the soul, with no guarantee that he will understand-let alone make-the right decision.

I’m reading it now. I came across a few paragraphs last night that I felt the need to share, editing only those parts specific to the world of the book, because as far as I’m concerned it applies right here, right now:

(The party) is composed of two tiers. The lower tier produces many outspoken members who make their demands known to the upper tier. The lower tier is derived from the inner-city population that serves as the base of the party. The lower tier’s members are generally educated in public school systems and if they aspire to advanced training, they are educated in facilities provided by the state. This wing constitutes the majority of (the party’s) membership, but contributes little or nothing to party theory or platform. It votes the party line and is rewarded with cash payments, subsidized housing, subsidized education, and occasional preferential employment in government positions. The lower tier provides only a handful of clearly token individuals allowed to serve in high offices.

The upper tier, which includes most of the party’s management, virtually all the appointed and elected government officials, and all of the party’s decision-makers, is drawn exclusively from suburban areas where wealth is a fundamental criterion for admittance as a resident. These party members are generally educated at private schools and attend private colleges. They are not affected by food-rationing schemes, income caps or taxation laws, as the legislation drafted and passed by members of their social group inevitably contains loopholes that effectively shelter their income and render them immune from unpleasant statues that restrict the lives of lower-tier party members and all nonparty citizens.

(The party) leadership recognizes that in return for supporting a seemingly populist agenda, they can obtain all the votes they require to remain in power. Even the most cursory analysis of their actions and attitudes, however, indicates that they are not populists but, in fact, are strong antipopulists who actively despise their voting base. This….is proven by their efforts to reduce public educational systems to a level most grade-school children (in other countries) have surpassed, with the excuse that this curriculum is all that the students can handle. They have made the inner-city population base totally dependent on the government, which they control.

I’m by no means a fan of Pat Buchanan, but I think he was absolutely correct when he said:

Our two parties have become nothing but two wings of the same bird of prey.

Bowling Pin Match, Sunday Oct. 9

Usual place, the Tucson Rifle Club action range.

Time: 8:00 AM sign-up, first rounds downrange about 8:15

Handguns only

.22 rimfire, centerfire revolver (.38 caliber minimum), semi-autos (9mm minimum, unless you’ve got a S&W Model 52)

You’re welcome to shoot your revolver against the semi-auto crowd, but we think it’s more fun to shoot wheelgun-vs.-wheelgun.

Cost: $10 for the first gun, $5 for any additional guns. Bring about 100 rounds for each. You probably won’t need ’em all unless you’re really good at missing fast, but 50 probably won’t be enough.

Hope to see you there!

Movie Review: The Killer Elite

Typical action film. Lots of stunts, some explosions, lots of gunplay.

Major film stars: Jason Statham, Clive Owen, Robert De Niro.

Overall, not bad. I’d give it three out of five stars, but I have one teensy little gripe:

Why oh why does Hollywood worship the three-day beard? Especially when it comes to Jason Statham? It’s his signature characteristic. “Now performing, Jason Statham’s beard!” This film takes place over literally weeks, yet his beard never gets longer, nor is he ever clean-shaven, even when the situation he’s in suggests he ought to be (impersonating a doctor, for instance). It’s one of those “suspension of disbelief” things. Beat the hell out of a guy while you’re zip-tied to a chair with your hands behind your back? OK! Wear a three-day beard for weeks on end? Don’t think so. He shaves his head but not his face? WTFF?

That is all. My “profound” gland seems to be all tapped out at the moment.

The Two Americas

Quote of the Day from a comment by The Geek with a .45 to the last piece by Bill Whittle I posted.

Whittle absolutely resonates if you have woven into your mindspace the right strings and sounding cavities that were once baseline American libertarian concepts. In other words, if you’ve got certain ideas and mental referents knocking around your noggin, you’re going to be totally lit up by Whittle.

We have to remember that as illuminating as Bill is for us, there is a very large segment of the population that lack these key bits of mental infrastructure.

I’ve seen them, and it’s really disturbing. They react to Whittle as if he were speaking Mandarin while wearing a belt of pelts and skulls and painted in woad. That which he speaks is so foreign to them that it is literally incomprehensible, they have no handle with which to grasp the concepts.  Without such traction, such mental anchorpoints that make association with anything else in their lives, the whole thing passes through like undigested corn, leaving behind no impact or effect in its wake.

And I contend that this division is the intentional result of a century of “public education.”  As the “Father of Modern Education” John Dewey stated:

Children who know how to think for themselves spoil the harmony of the collective society which is coming, where everyone is interdependent.

Can’t have baseline American libertarian concepts interfering with the coming utopia.

Operating System Humor

My brother gave me this one. I hadn’t seen it before: 

He has a desktop unit he “upgraded” to Vista back when it first came out.  It became an instant doorstop.  His new machine runs Windows 7.

My new work laptop is running Windows 7. So far, meh.  My home machine is running XP Pro.

Arizona Gun Politics

Well, I went to the annual meeting of the Arizona Citizen’s Defense League and ran into Capitalist Pig and his lovely wife. I stayed until after AZ Representative Frank Antenori spoke, but my a$$ was dragging, so I called it a day at about 2:00 PM.

While I was there, however, the President of the AZCDL told of how, six years ago, the first annual meeting was held consisting of about five guys and one extra-long submarine sandwich. This year there were about 400 people eating catered barbecue. Not bad in that short a period of time.

If you’re an Arizona resident, you should look into membership. These guys fight the good fight.