Jul 27, 2010

Adventure in Breakfast

I'm making a stuffed pepper for  breakfast* and needed only a half-can of diced tomatoes for the  filling. I dumped the other half into the blender  for  juice. Then my eye fell on a few leftover bacon slices from last night's snack. Hmmm. Tossed them  in.

I am here to tell you, friends and neighbors, that this is well worth doing, a sort of bacon and tomato sandwich in  glass. Next time I will see what happens if I add ice, the tiniest dribble of Tabasco, celery salt, and an adequate  measure of vodka.

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*Because there's was a nice fresh one ready to pick, that's why.

Jul 26, 2010

The First Casualty

We should  always applaud the men and women who make it harder for governments to lie through  their teeth,  but I find no sympathetic characters in the leak of classified documents on the Afghanistan cluster up.

Assange and his whistle blowers seem to belong to that  gentle school of tender souls who want us all to believe that casualties are an unnecessary result of war.

They would think it peachy keen if  each SOF squad included a lawyer, a sociologist, a cultural anthropologist, and an ethicist in general practice to determine if our riflemen have a moral justification for shooting back.  Plus, of course,  Geraldo Rivera with a camera crew to make sure everyone is an honest as he is about what really happened in the firefight.

On the other hand, why is it immoral or unpatriotic for Americans to learn that our presumptive  ally, Pakistan, and our putative enemy, the Taliban, seem to be spending a good deal of time conspiring against us? Or that the government we are propping up with young American lives is studded with moral cretinism?

Does the American Republic fall dead of shock to learn that  its high military command is occasionally guilty of asinine  decisions?  Is there any chance at all that if political administratons leveled with their people that fewer idiocies would be committed in the peoples' name?

Pistol to my head and ordered to cheer one side or another, I guess it would be: "Go Wikileak."

(But, Mr. Assange, hire a good retired Marine Corps gunny to vet your releases and keep yourself from sounding quite so Disneyesque.)

Jul 25, 2010

Shooting

It's a simple game. You load the gun. You shoot the gun. Sometimes you hit. Some times you miss, and sometimes it malfs.

Inspired by a MSM denizen discussing one of her favorite movies.

Jul 23, 2010

Gun dream

Bet the farm that every serious gun enthusiast  has a fantasy of walking into a thrift store or garage sale and finding a  box of shooting goodies marked $5. Couple of 1911s, most of an artillery Luger,  a Pederson device.  The best that has happened to me in the past few years is a pretty good WW2 issue shoulder holster for the S&W Victory (Model 10) from a DAV shop over on the Mississippi River. Three bucks including  a second non-descript holster.

So imagine the joy if the  Goodwill employees had just put this stuff out, tagged at  10 cents on the buck. Instead, the spoilsports called the law.

Alphecca suggests that "safe disposal" meant the cops stashed them  away in their personal closets. Probably.

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I'm adding Jeff to the blog roll. Who can resist a Vermont libertarian gun writer?