Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Mostly, I define a self-defense shooting as Righteous only when the goblin dies, but I’ll make an exception in this case:

When convenience store owner Craig Cope noticed on surveillance cameras that armed men were going to enter his store, he moved strategically around the counter and grabbed his shotgun.
Cope, video footage shows, quickly fired at the first armed suspect who entered the store, sending him and the other men fleeing.
“He shot my arm off!” one of the armed suspects is heard yelling on obtained surveillance footage.

Should have been your fucking head, is all I have to say.  But, this wounding was actually a Good Thing, because it led to all four scumbags being arrested at the hospital later.

The embedded video at the link will make y’all giggle like schoolgirls.

RFI: Jeep Wagoneer

When I first came over to the U.S., I went to the Chicago Auto Show and just for the hell of it, sat in a Jeep Wagoneer (not the Grand Wagoneer, the smaller one).  It looked exactly like this one:

Immediately I sat in it, I thought, “This is a nice, comfortable car, and I wouldn’t mind owning one.”  For the record, it is one of the few cars I’ve ever felt that strongly about at first seating, so to speak.

I couldn’t afford it new, of course, because I was just starting to rebuild my career pretty much from scratch and hadn’t the funds even for a down payment.

A year later, however, I did have the opportunity to buy one.  One of the execs at the Great Big Research Company was being moved to France permanently, and he needed to sell his Wagoneer.  He was the original owner, and the thing only had about 4,000 miles on it.  Even better was that he didn’t want a lot for it — and I’d scrimped and saved enough for a deposit, and built my credit score up enough for the bank to okay a loan for the balance.

So like a good husband I went home and bounced the idea off the (then-) Mrs., and was shot down in flames because “that tank gets crap gas mileage.”  (I should point out that I lived three miles from the office, and my longest drive would be to the airport.)

Anyway, I never did get the Wagoneer, and I’ve always regretted it.  Jeep stopped making it a year or two later, leaving only the over-large Grand Wagoneer in the showrooms.

Now for the RFI about that Wagoneer:  huge miss, or lucky escape?

Garbage In, Etc.

Back in the Blogging Dark Ages, when I was still a Junior Blogger, my first online argument came with Steve Appell (I think) from none other than Scientific American  magazine.

I blogged that the data underlying the climate scare was suspect, whereupon he came after me and asked whether I had a degree in climatology.  I replied in the negative, of course, but added that while lacking in that august qualification that my argument was not against the weather, but the data collected thereof — and when it came to predictive modeling, I very much knew what I was talking about, having been a statistician and data analyst pretty much all my working life, and that some of the models I’d been involved in were fantastically accurate — up to 95% accuracy.

Of course, the weather models then (and now) extant were completely hopeless  — not one had ever come close to predicting any kind of reality — and the principle reason was because the data collection methodology was clearly flawed, as the weather / climate measurement station locations had become unrepresentative.

So here we come to today, and nothing has changed — in fact, things have got worse:

ARLINGTON HEIGHTS, IL (July 27, 2022) – A new study, Corrupted Climate Stations: The Official U.S. Surface Temperature Record Remains Fatally Flawed, finds approximately 96 percent of U.S. temperature stations used to measure climate change fail to meet what the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) considers to be “acceptable” and  uncorrupted placement by its own published standards.

The research shows that 96% of these stations are corrupted by localized effects of urbanization – producing heat-bias because of their close proximity to asphalt, machinery, and other heat-producing, heat-trapping, or heat-accentuating objects. Placing temperature stations in such locations violates NOAA’s own published standards (see section 3.1 at this link), and strongly undermines the legitimacy and the magnitude of the official consensus on long-term climate warming trends in the United States.

“With a 96 percent warm-bias in U.S. temperature measurements, it is impossible to use any statistical methods to derive an accurate climate trend for the U.S.” said Heartland Institute Senior Fellow Anthony Watts, the director of the study. “Data from the stations that have not been corrupted by faulty placement show a rate of warming in the United States reduced by almost half compared to all stations.”

It’s like putting a thermometer in your home to measure the ambient temperature, and then when you buy a wood stove and install it right next to the thermometer, not moving the measuring device to another part of the room.

I’d suggest incompetence, but when the flaws are so obviously designed to support a political theory (which is what modern-day climate “science” has become), we can only call it malfeasance.  As with all things of this nature, the solution is self-evident:

Another Added To The List

There is no limit to the micro-managing that a Blue state can descend to:

The bill — Creating a Respectful and Open World for Natural Hair — prohibits discrimination based on natural and protective hairstyles, including braids, locks, twists and Bantu knots. It also blocks Bay Staters from being denied employment or educational opportunities due to their hairstyles and textures.
Gov. Baker described the nexus of the CROWN Act as a “citizen movement,” started by a “very small number of people in which the right thing to do became clearer and clearer the longer the discussion went on.”

      

And while we’re there, some old-fashioned ones:

   

And of course, my old favorite style chart:

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

When your ex-girlfriend (who has a restraining order against you) takes refuge in your neighbor’s house, do not try to break into that house to get to her.  Or, take your chances:

When he tried to break into the house, the homeowner shot and killed him and he was found dead on the back porch by police.

The homeowner has not been charged.

As it should be.  Scratch one violent asshole and some applause, please, for Our Hero.

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I can only hope that the cure was found in dolphin livers.

I like the new euphemism for “rape”:  “struggle snuggle”.


and goodbye to reliable electricity.


that’s gonna be a very short series.


whatever.


why the question?


other than Barry Sanders, I didn’t know they had any.


as long as it’s the top half


sounds like the Murkin socialists at the prospect of a Republican tidal wave.


hey, Numb-Nuts:  “Kill It With Fire!” is what’s known as “hyperbole”.

     


like anyone cares what a delivery boy thinks.

And finally:


not bad for an old auntie, is she?

Feel free to disagree, of course, as the Roundup comes [sic]  to a close.