Only For Me, Not For You

Ah don’ theenk so, amigo:

Fresno County officials are pushing to let prosecutors carry concealed firearms after a shocking daylight stabbing of a senior deputy district attorney last week.

Supervisor Garry Bredefeld is working with Sheriff John Zanoni and DA Lisa Smittcamp on an ordinance allowing them to be armed on county property.

Sorry, but fuck you.  If the ordinary people living in your county can’t carry concealed guns to protect themselves, then nor can you.

Newsflash (for the elites):  ordinary people are just as likely to be victims of violent crime as you are, and depriving them of their Constitutional right to self defense, as so often happens in California, is bad enough — so you don’t get to benefit from some “exception” that you might carve out for yourselves.

“Our prosecutors come to work every day committed to pursuing justice, standing up for victims and protecting our community. They should be able to do that work without fear of violence.”

No more than anyone else who gets stabbed just because he was standing outside a convenience store minding his own business, when some mook decides it was time for a little impromptu knife action.

And yeah, I get it that because of their occupation, prosecutors are sometimes likely to become stabbees (as was the case recently)… and I don’t care, especially as California prosecutors are pretty much feral themselves when it comes to, for example, charging some hapless guy with murder just because he whacked a violent criminal in his own living room.

Follow the laws you support, assholes — and you don’t get any special treatment.  If you find that you have to change them, change them for everybody, or not at all, and live with the consequences, just like we do.

Ear Worm

I think the most irritating thing about Abba’s music is that the songs’ “hooks” are so good, it’s more difficult to rid yourself of them than a salmon trying to throw a treble hook from its mouth.

For example, this one.  All the more evocative because it was released just before one of the girls (I forget which one) got divorced.

Lickspittle

In this specific case, the above insult is directed at that girlyman Rich Lowry at National Review.  (Back in the Buckley Days, I actually had a subscription to the Dead Tree National Review for many years.  Now?  I’d drink old motor oil first.)

Basically, Lowry is fawning all over the foul Flock company and their little snooping cameras, signing their praises to the heavens because:

There’s a reason, though, that police departments so rapidly adopted the cameras — they are an extremely useful investigative tool.

I bet they are.  How much so?

The cameras routinely aid in the identification and apprehension of the perpetrators of serious crimes and the location of missing persons.

According to the Jacksonville, Fla., sheriff’s office, the cameras since 2024 have “helped solve 15 murders, 17 kidnappings, 6 forcible sex offenses, nearly 100 shootings, and 172 missing-persons cases.”

That’s over two and a half years, which, compared to the crime stats of said area, is not so great a proportion — and let’s not kid ourselves, we’ll never know how many of those would have been solved anyway.

Here’s the thing.  Unlike Lowry, I’m not interested in the entire country surrendering their privacy just to help the fucking police solve a few crimes, any more than I support universal gun confiscation to help the police (I know, it wouldn’t, but it’s the principle I’m arguing here).

You can make an argument for any kind of totalitarian abrogation of rights for the same reason — the old “security vs. freedom” argument we’ve heard so often before.

And finally, we all know that this wholesale collection of individual’s private information is going to be abused.

“Really, Kim?”

Newsflash:  it’s already being abused.  From Lowry’s selfsame article:

According to The Washington Post, “Authorities have charged or accused at least 50 law-enforcement officers of using license-plate readers for unauthorized purposes, including to stalk their exes.”

I know that’s not a large number:  but it’s a lot greater than zero (which is what it should be).

Lowry’s idiocy continues:

But license plate readers aren’t the only offender.  There are all sorts of other surveillance cameras, many of them privately owned and operated, that the police access during investigations.

We let our mobile phones and various apps track us all day long.

And something like 60 million households have Ring or other security cameras that record what’s happening on their property, and often in the immediate surroundings.

Good grief:  this idiot can’t even tell the difference between private security activity and State steamrolling.  Just because we (voluntarily) do it for ourselves, does not justify the Gummint doing it to us all, without our consent.  And the final insult:

The only reliable way to ensure that you aren’t being recorded is to stay inside — and draw the curtains.

Fuck you, you supercilious, condescending little turd. Do you even know what you’re saying?

It’s bad enough when the Commies want to fuck us all over;  but to have a nominally “conservative” commentator spew nonsense like this?

Somebody reserve Lowry a seat on the next Air Pinochet flight.

Just Doing My Bit

…to combat nannyism.  I don’t know when people started thinking that they had been given permission to insert asterisks and such to protect the delicate eyes of their audience from some kind of harm.  Here are some memes — how they typically appear, and how they would appear on this website (even though it takes me an unconscionable amount of time to correct them).  Spot the difference.

   

Death to Mrs. Bowdler!

Oh, and yer welcome.

Adding Profit

If ever we needed more proof that Big Air (not Congress, that’s a rant for another time) are a bunch of chiseling bastards, here’s the latest:

American Airlines announced Tuesday that it plans to add seatback screens to its aircraft and to increase the number of premium and extra-legroom seating in some aircraft.

I don’t care about the screens because I seldom if ever use them unless it’s to follow the flight’s progress on that little map thingy.

I really care about the seat issue because lest we forget, some twenty or so years ago airlines began reducing seat sizes and cramming the smaller seats into ever-smaller spaces within the planes.  Yeah, the feeling went in Big Air Finance, that’s fine, especially as that enabled them to buy smaller-and-yet-smaller aircraft without losing passenger count.

Now, of course, to ride in their cramped aluminum tubes you have to have the approximate body shape of Victoria Hervey to fit in the seats, coupled with the approximate height of Peter Dinklage to have any kind of legroom.


(photos not drawn to scale;  Dinklage actually comes up
to just above Hervey’s navel)

Now, as customer discontent has grown to a fever pitch — most especially, of course by those poor souls (i.e. everyone who can’t afford the bloated fares of first- and business class) thus cramped into a fetal position for a lengthy flight — American is now installing “premium” seats with “extra legroom”.  (The “premium” refers to the prices they’ll be charging, and the “extra” is how much more you’ll have to pay.)

How much extra?  Here’s an example:

Note that the departure times are different — i.e. different flights — because the earlier flight had sold out of Premium Economy seats.

If the above doesn’t give you the Warm & Fuzzies, then you obviously aren’t an American Airlines accountant.

For the rest of us, however:

At this point, I need to warn y’all that at some time next year I have to fly to the Old Racist Republic — details unimportant, because personal — and I’ll be raffling off several guns to be able to afford the Economy fare (don’t even think about Premium, of course).


(Delta because I refuse to fly on any Muslim airline, fukkem)

Wheeee… eighteen hours in steerage:  I can hardly wait.

Please set your budgets accordingly.

News Summary


...I’m just surprised that Cornyn himself hasn’t done the same, the slimy little shit.


...to the surprise of absolutely… nobody.  Now can we hang him for treason?


...as The Great Cultural Assimilation Project© continues apace.


...missing word: NC Democrat Governor.


...just doing his job until he gets to the U.S. Senate in January.



...and I don’t care if Mercedes-AMG doesn’t care if I hate their EVs, because I’m never ever going to buy one anyway, and wouldn’t accept one as a gift.
#DuracellRubbish #ArrogantKrauts


...and a comment from Longtime Friend & Total Hottie Mrs. Sor/The Catholic:


Along with the important questions, e.g.:


...woof, woof.


...that is to say:  a MUSLIM woman (of course).  And:


...Africa/Shari’a wins again.
#Nigeria


...in which we play out favorite game of “Guess The Race”.  (Hint:  her first name is “Lytonja”.)


oh no:

Sorry about that.  This proves the old adage:  “There’s nothing so foul that men won’t pay to see it naked on the Internet.”  (Okay, that’s not so old:  I just coined it.)

Here’s a palate cleanser: