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Today’s Earworm

Hey, it’s a twofer!

Today is the Kentucky Derby, an excuse for young ladies to dress to the nines and wear a pretty had hat and for young men to run around the infield at Churchill Downs drunk and possibly naked and try to get the young ladies in the pretty hats to join them.

It’s also Cinco de Mayo, an annual excuse for sun-burnt Anglos to listen to and try to sing along with Tejano music and get drunk on Corona and cheap tequila.

Getting Started

Well, the move over from Blogger seems to be well under way.

There are a few things I need to do, like create a bloglist and get some other things taken care of, but all of my old posts and comments seem to have come over OK.

Hope y’all like the new digs.

Why I own a gun

Over at Jigsaw’s Thoughts, Julie asks a really good question – Why do should we own guns?

I own guns for several reasons, and they’re probably familiar to a lot of you.

First and foremost, I own a gun for personal protection.  My local newspaper has a regular mashup where they show crimes by zip code, and my area isn’t immune to the human propensity to rape, rob, and murder.  Homes in my neighborhood have been broken into, people are occasionally robbed in the street, and the stores I frequent are sometimes used as one stop shops for cash and merchendise.  I’ve been in one of them during a robbery, and all I could do was stand there and be a good witness.  That’s not the best feeling I’ve ever had.  So I carry a gun for the same reason I put on a seatbelt when I start the car:  I want to have tools available to help keep me safe, and the gun is the best tool I can easily carry to do that.

My other reason is fun.  Shooting is a blast.  It’s an excuse to get away from the house, concentrate on just one thing at a time, and develop or maintain a skill.  I always compare going to the range to playing golf.  You could be hitting a bucket of balls at the plinking range, trying to get a hole in one on a six inch target at 300 yards, or doing 18 holes on the jungle walk.  It’s the same mindset and the same level of enjoyment, just with explosions.  Now that I’m bringing Girlie Bear into the sport, it’s even more fun. I can show her how I do it, and then sit back and watch her grow as a shooter and as a young lady.

I own guns because I’m a nerd.  I love the mechanics, aesthetics, craftsmanship, history, and stories behind firearms.  There’s something just nerdily fun about taking an old Mosin or a new Remington off a shelf and appreciating the history and technology it took to take an idea, imprint that idea on metal and plastic, and then put it in the palm of my hand.  It’s the same mentality we had as kids when we could quote chapter and verse about the starting line-up of the Minnesota Twins every summer or my kids being able to rattle off all of the stats for their Japanimation trading card characters. 

And finally, I own guns because I can.  I’ve been a lot of places on this mudball where the ownership of weapons was monopolized by government, and few of them were what we’d consider liberal democracies.  I’m not ready to stand on my roof and yell “Wolverines”, but I’ve seen what happens to a society when the government doesn’t have that little voice in its head that says “If you push too hard, it’s 1775 or 1860 all over again.”, and I never want to see that here.

So there you have it.  What are y’all’s thoughts?

In Memorium

Adam Yauch, otherwise known as MCA, of the group The Beastie Boys recently died.  I know rap isn’t for everyone, and a lot of the Beastie Boys’ work can’t be played in the car with the kids, but it was a part of me growing up.  There’s nothing I like more than going down the highway in the truck with the windows down and the stereo cranked with some of their music playing.

30 Days of Shakespeare – Day 30

To business that we love we rise betime,
And go to ’t with delight. — Antony and Cleopatra, Act IV, Scene IV


My Time – Like I said “Sometimes it’s a blast, sometimes, it’s a paycheck”.  When it’s a blast, I can’t wait to get back to it, even when it’s the most difficult thing I’ve ever done.  If you see me coming home covered in dirt, bleeding, and bruised, but with a smile on my face, you can be pretty sure I’ll be up early the next morning to get back to it with that same smile on my face.

Today’s Earworm

In honor of the Kentucky Oaks, where the fillies race for the lillies:

Thought for the Day

Gingrich has bowed out of the presidential race.  All that is left in the Republican field are Romney and Paul.

Our choice is now down to the RINO or the gyno.

News Roundup

  • From the “This one goes to 11” Department – A man in New York was arrested recently when police clocked him going over 150 miles an hour on the highway.  He is reported to have bragged that his motorcycle could go up to 190, which I’m sure every police officer loves to hear.  “You’re busting me for this?  Heck, I can go a lot faster!”  Captain Turnpike didn’t have a motorcycle license either, and is being held on bail.
  • From the “Not Helping” Department – The head of Russia’s armed forces has threatened to conduct pre-emptive strikes against NATO anti-missile sites in Eastern Europe.  His remarks were made during a conference on how to overcome friction over missile defense between Russia and NATO.  This is a good chance for President Obama to show a little spine.  If he were to come out in the next few days demanding that Russia clarify the general’s remarks and either affirm or repudiate them, I’d give him credit.  But I’m not holding my breath.
  • From the “Samurai Sword Savings” Department – A shoplifter in Washington escaped recently after he pulled a sword on a security guard.  Captain Kirosawa left his ill-gotten goods behind when he ran away.  This is one of the reasons I’m OK with security guards carrying a gun. In this case it would have been wakizashi meets Walther, and I’m pretty sure Walther wins.
  • From the “Get An Intern” Department – A road in British Columbia was closed recently when a truck hauling sewage overturned and sprung a leak.  And you thought you had a bad day.  Somehow this puts having to sit on a conference call all afternoon into perspective. 

30 Days of Shakespeare – Day 29

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon ’em. — Twelfth Night, Act II, Scene V

My Take – There are very few heroes in our world that are prepared to be heroes.  Most people who have that title put on their name woke up the day they earned it and got on with life just like everyone else.  It was when life threw something extraordinary at them and they reacted to it in a way that few others could or would that they became heroes.  I always try to remember that my heroes are almost always ordinary people who had something in them that let them do extraordinary things.

News Roundup

  • From the “Don’t you feel safer?” Department – A young man in California is suing the government. He alleges that he was arrested by the Drug Enforcement Agency, locked in a small cell, and left there with no food or water for several days, and that’s not the worst part of the story.  If his assertions are true, I hope heads roll.  But thank goodness the government got such a dangerous person off the streets for a few days.  I mean, he could have gotten high and not bothered anyone that whole time.  Can we find a way to end the War on Adults, please?
  • From the “This Will Not End Well” Department – Senator Mitch McConnell of Kentucky is foregoing the traditional meeting of the national championship Kentucky basketball team with President Obama this year.  He is instead coming to Louisville to attend functions related to the Kentucky Derby.  This may blow up in the good Senator’s face.  Lots of people in Kentucky enjoy the Derby, and people in Louisville lose their minds for a few weeks over it.  But basketball is one of the three main religions here in the Bluegrass, and some of the more rabid blue-wearing acolytes might not appreciate Senator McConnell skipping out on the White House event.  I guess he’s not up for re-election this fall.
  • From the “That’s A Relief” Department – Scientists have announced findings that suggest the volcano under Yellowstone Park isn’t quite as bad as we have been led to believe.  I welcome this news. It will give me an excuse to get rid of all those ash shovels, fireproof roof blankets, and extra sleds I’ve been keeping in the basement for use in the event that parts of Wyoming and Idaho start raining down from the sky.  Of course, I’ll be keeping the extra-fine breathing masks and goggles, because they make me look oh so sexy.  Hey, I’ve got to have something to wear when I pick Girlie Bear up from school.
  • From the “Playing Through” Department – An older gentleman in Florida has been arrested after crashing his golf cart into the group in front of him on the course and assaulting at least one of them with a club.  His complaint seemed to be that the group was drinking, taking their time playing, and driving their carts in a manner he didn’t care for.  My friends who play golf tell me that those activities are called “having fun”.  Someone needs to tell this vigilante in the rough that assault isn’t exactly the way a gentleman complains, and that there will not be a golf course waiting for him when he gets to the big house.
  • From the “BOFH” Department – A boy in Pennsylvania is in trouble after destroying $36,000 worth of Apple laptops by urinating on them.  Obviously, this young man has a future in IT.  I’ve often used the term “pissing into the cooling fan” to describe what someone has done to their computer.