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Five of them are in Iowa tonight. They make up about half of the crowd  of Republicans who think they know how to regulate you and will say anything, promise anything, for your agreement.

Reporters are estimating the attendance in a Waukee church at some 800, not counting hundreds of big-city journalists functioning this evening as ethnologists examining the rustic tribes of Bucolia.

Tonight's five are paying obeisance to the sponsoring  "Iowa Faith and Freedom (sic) Council," one of the several  political/evangelical operations which rule the Iowa poitical roost.

They are:

--Herman Cain, The Godfather. Widely suspected as the perpetrator of the first pineapple pizza.

--Newt Gingrich who, in the absence of Sarah Palin, is functioning as Rock Star pro tem.

--Tim Pawlenty, successor to Jesse Ventura, believer in small government except for free stadiums for professional sports moguls and tax-financed light rail systems.

--Buddy Roemer, a plantation-raised former Democrat and  Louisiana  governor. He decides things after snapping the rubber band on his wrist. cf. Marie LaVeau

--Rick Santorum of Pennsylvania who, however sanctified, is just plain weird, a living lesson in the harm done by sniffing the Pittsburgh coal dust.

It's going to be a long eleven months

TBC.

Damn, but you have to love living in a country where people like this still exist. I refer to the South Dakota sheriff with nobly-acquired buffalo shit on his boots --  not the Florida ass who won't take care of his own animals.

Quote of the Day

The hoi polloi has a regrettable habit of confusing "libertarian" with "liberal' and assuming we aquire our wisdom from MSNBC.   Most of those who avoid that error figure we're a bunch of Michelle Bachman conservatives who spend our days and nights with Fox News. This pisses me off. Tam, too.

"...As bad as Hardball is at parsing reality, at least Chris uses polysyllabic words in his lies. If you switch the channel over to Fox & Friends, running at the same time, 50 points of IQ gets sucked from the room every time one of those vacuous bubbleheads opens their cakehole to coo over some pointless human interest story..."

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Pornographic magazines

 

Like most of you, I keep an eye open for  spare magazines.  This one holds 20 rounds, and I hear two or three of my cousins in hoplopobic panic: "You don't NEED those clips that kill lots of people." * 

Maybe not. Only future events will determine that. But when I find good ones,  lonesome on a hobby dealer's table, begging for $5, I buy them anyway. Report me to the Brady bunch.

This one is marked S/W, but since I can find no record of a factory 20-rounder for the 59,  I assume it's aftermarket by a maker with the courtesy to give the buyer a verbal hint about which pistol it is intended for. Many of them don't.

I got it home and stuck it in the grip. It wouldn't fit. It lacked about 3/4 inch of seating as it should,  and I wasted a frustrating10 minutes looking for  satisfaction in all the wrong places. Mangled lips? Misplaced catch slot? Another disabling burr on the alloy frame? None of the above. Then, more by accident than careful examination, I noticed two stamping-machine dimples on the front, and obviously the upper one was engaging the toe of the frame, preventing seating.

A few seconds on the old Baldor grinder erased the offender, and the magazine now fits and feeds. Aha. The maker also intended the magazine for Smith's CC version, the 469. The upper bump's purpose was to prevent overseating.

Nothing wrong with that. I suppose the instruction sheet warned of "minor gunsmithing required" for use  in the large original model.

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*These ladies have a mystical bent, attributing malign self-will to all  shooty mechanical objects.