Tag: Robert Farago

Gun Review: Springfield XD-M 3.8 9mm

My mother has a “shit list.” You do NOT want to be on my mother’s shit list. She can make Devil’s Island seem like the Ritz Carlton. And once you’re on my mother’s shit list, you’re on it. It doesn’t matter if you suck up to her like a remora fish on a shark. There’s no coming back. I take the same approach to guns. If a firearm fails, I will never trust the gun again. It’s dead to me. Now clock the video above and imagine how I felt when the slide of my new carry gun, the Springfield XD-M, failed to lock back. The Apollo 13 astronauts were the last people to experience the same sort of sinking feeling about a mechanical malfunction. And yet . . .

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TTAG Welcomes Washington Times Readers

The Washington Times has just published my editorial Racist pols go straight back to disarming blacks. The piece excoriates the Supreme Court for failing to fully restore African Americans’ Second Amendment right to bear arms. It rips Chicago Mayor Richard Daley a new one for his inherently racist gun control legislation: restrictive laws that place discriminatory barriers to handgun ownership for the City’s poorest and most vulnerable residents.  And it links across here, to The Truth About Guns. For those of you checking us out for the first time, welcome. If you like guns, if you hate guns, you’ve come to the right place.

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A Foggy Day in (Jeremy) London Town.

In other words, are you buying any of this? That kidnappers abducted actor Jeremy London after helping him change a tire in Palm Springs, California and forced him to do drugs. And now we learn—if that’s the right word—that his wife was in the car with him during the kidnapping. Well, part of it. “The story Melissa and Jeremy told police is that they had gone out to eat at the Jack-in-the-Box and come out to find a flat tire,” the Huffington Post reports. “Two men helped them change it, and Jeremy offered to give them a ride home. For some reason Melissa felt uncomfortable in the car, and the men allowed Jeremy to drop her at home before taking him on a ride of terror, forcing him to do drugs at gun point. Jeremy claims that the kidnappers told him, ‘Hit this! Hit this or I’m gonna kill you!’ while holding a gun to his head and forcing him to smoke some sort of drug.” London’s wife has some words for those of us who see this story as unmitigated BS . . .

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Gun Review: Charter Arms Undercover .38 Revolver

Are you a gourmet gun owner? One of those enthusiasts who gets off on the satisfying snick of a cylinder slotting into the frame? A firearms fanatic who contemplates a trigger pull like a foodie savoring a radicchio and mozzarella pasta casserole? If so, the Charter Arms Undercover is not for you. The snubbie will leave your metaphorical tummy rumbling. If, however, you couldn’t give a damn about anything other than utility (i.e. shooting someone), the Charter Arms Undercover is a gun whose owners come hungry for self-defense, and leave satisfied that their attacker ate lead. Whatever else you can—or cannot—say about this mid-priced revolver, it’s one accurate gun of a son.

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Gun Review: Calico Light Weapon Systems Liberty I (M-900)

Guns are sexy. For one thing, there’s nothing more phallic than a gun. Except for the obvious. That said, the human penis tends to lack the perfect symmetry of a gun. And any man who can maintain the hardness of a gun barrel for more than four hours should seek immediate assistance from a physician. Still, guys, it’s OK to fancy guns. Indulging the love that dare not speak its name doesn’t men you have a repressed desire to listen to Broadway show tunes. And feeling a constant urge to fire a gun? Normal! A gun held and shot with Zen-like focus transforms even the worst nebbish into a Sean Connery clone. Yes, but, a lot of that cool comes from the gun itself. There are drop-dead sexy guns and there are guns that could make a train take a dirt road. The Calico Liberty I falls into the latter camp (so to speak). In fact, the Liberty I is so ugly I fully expected bemused onlookers to turn to stone. Like Medusa’s admirers, not Peter North. Sorry. Where was I?

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