October 27th, 1995. My cousin was getting married in New York City and my whole family was heading north from Louisiana for the occasion. Unfortunately, we had to connect in Charlotte which was fogged in and there was no way the visibility would improve enough for the airport to open until the sun got out to warm things up. I remember the day vividly because that was the day I turned into a total aviation dork. You see, back then the captain and first officer would get on the PA – tell everyone that there’s no way they could go anywhere due to the weather and they’d open the door up and let the kids and anyone interested in seeing how an airplane works sit in front of the controls as the flight attendants did a ground beverage service to keep things civil. In 1995 I thought it was the coolest thing ever and I still do. To this day, I’ll wander up to the flight crew when we are delayed and ask them to test the fire detection system just to please my inner child . . .
I’m with Bronze Star recipient and TTAG contributor Jon Wayne Taylor: the government should not be in the business of killing U.S. citizens. Capital punishment sets a bad precedent. Puts a death-dealing bureaucracy in place. Makes me, the son of a Holocaust survivor who’s grandparents were murdered by the Nazis, nervous. That said, I appreciate the benefits of executing terrorists and other uber-bad folks after a proper trial. Questionable deterrent effect aside, executions save money and take a bad guy bargaining chip off the table. Permanently. In the interest of compromise, here’s what I propose for shuffling Dzhokhar Tsarnaev off this mortal coil . . .
When the Mayor of Baltimore told a justifiably panicked public that she was giving “protesters” “room to destroy” she was speaking truth to powerlessness. Once again, the Mayor of a city abandoned law-abiding citizens to rampant criminality. Once again, peaceable people in an economically-challenged, ethnically-segregated section of a major metropolitan area were on their own, denied direct police intervention, powerless to stop wanton destruction and unprovoked personal attacks. People who could not take the law into their own hands – a regrettable but necessary state of affairs – because they’d been denied the tools to do so. But first, the police . . .
Five-star ratings aren’t handed out willy-nilly around here, so when I said that Lancer’s L15 lower receiver was worthy of the $200 tax stamp and the commitment to register it as an SBR, I meant it. Now, money has been placed where my mouth was and the BATFE has collected yet another two bills from me. With articles like RF’s recent “ATF’s Secret Air Force Revealed,” and the linked articles therein demonstrating just a couple of ATF’s complete and total CFs, I can’t help but feel highly conflicted about sending the agency more money. Now, I’ve heard or read that the NFA Branch has a separate budget, but. . .
For five years I lived in the most dangerous neighborhood in San Francisco, the Bayview-Hunter’s Point area. While this afforded the wife and me the very unique-for-SF ability to own a single family home with a modest backyard (we even had two chickens and a bit of a garden), a view of the Bay, a view of Candlestick Park where the 49’ers played at the time, and the best weather in the Sucker Free, it also came with regular gunfire. We lived there for a couple of years before the ShotSpotter system was installed, and for a couple of years after it went up. While it may very well be a gigantic waste of money and a total failure in some areas, as outlined by RF recently, it wasn’t in The Bayview. Heck, it may have been responsible for avoiding full-on, Ferguson-style riots stemming from a police shooting just two blocks from our house. Here’s my experience. . .
Reader Arthur Milton writes:
This was originally intended as a response to Bruce Krafft’s ‘Schooling a Young Scholar‘ posted last week, but then realized I had quite a bit more to say. I once read a bumper sticker that said, “Our political discussion has been reduced to reading each other’s bumper stickers.” At the time, I chuckled and thought that it was fairly original for a bumper sticker and moved on. For the record, I generally despise bumper stickers, so this was novel for me. However, as time has worn on, our political and cultural environment has consistently brought that bumper sticker to mind. I now believe the statement can be expanded to say, “Our political discussion has been reduced to reading each other’s asynchronous communication.” I say this because I don’t believe there is any actual discussion taking place, or rather there is no actual discourse. We are living at a point where . . .
Earlier this week, reports the Salt Lake Tribune, Utah Governor Gary Herbert, a Republican, signed a bill re-establishing firing squads as a ‘secondary method for executions’, in the event that drugs necessary for lethal injections – the primary method of executions in the Beehive State – are unable to be obtained. Bloomberg Business recently published an article by Matt Stroud that argues in favor of firing squads for death penalty executions. The reason? Lethal injections have proven to be problematic . . .
Stephanie Heck doesn’t trust her neighbors. She doesn’t trust high school seniors, college students, and young adults in general. She believes that anybody 18 or older, given the opportunity to exercise the natural, fundamental, and inalienable human, individual, civil and Constitutional right to own and carry the weapon of their choice without let or hindrance is a “profoundly absurd scheme” which will lead to “firearms anarchy.” Whatever that means. She says so right here in her herald-dispatch.com piece, State doesn’t need ‘firearms anarchy’. Speaking of West Virginia’s constitutional carry bill . . .
I don’t have a lot of respect for Eric Holder, regardless of his skin color. I say that because the U.S. Attorney General has a history of playing the race card against his critics. Given Holder’s propensity for accusing his detractors of racial bias, I’m wary that any discussion of his policies regarding guns would somehow come back the fact that I am white. How could I possibly understand his perspective on American justice, indeed, any black man’s perspective of American justice? Well guess what? I’m going to play the Jewish card. Sort of . . .
The New York Times is quite possibly the least gun friendly publication in the United States. They’ve previously shown an utter contempt and disregard for fact checking and proper use of statistics when their “conclusions” paint gun owners and gun ownership in a bad light, and today’s editorial is no different. Titled “Protect the Police From Armor-Piercing Bullets,” the article is a re-hash of all the major Obama administration talking points in an effort to portray M855 as a menace to society that needs to be stopped. Shockingly, however, the Times fails to use any actual logic, statistics, or facts to make their case. Instead they build their case for a ban solely on the emotional appeal of loaded phrases to trick their readers into falling in line with their agenda. Let’s take this apart piece by piece.
If you’ve been checking in on TTAG over the last few days, you know that I spent last weekend at the Bushnell Brawl. It was my first precision rifle match, and I had an absolute blast doing it, though I think the time and financial commitments to be successful will keep me from doing it seriously. My first exposure to the community at large was Thursday night at the shooter prep meeting. I stood in this huge barn surrounded by 119 white men, 1 African American guy, 1 guy who was a quasi Pacific Islander, and a sum total of 8 women, 3 competing and 5 there to support their partners. Looking around the room . . .
I recently found myself shopping for some new homeowners insurance. As I have quite a few personal firearms, I asked the agent about the limitations of the policy she wanted to sell me. The agent checked the dec sheet and she asked me if I had a collectors license. I said no. The ensuing conversation got interesting in a hurry . . .