Have some fun with the kids at Garand Thumb as they blow some meat apart with some power .45 ACP ammo.
“HST!” “HST!” “HST!” “HST!”
I would love to see how lighter, zippier boolets (such as my Norma 175gr carry ammo) would test under the same circumstances.
Great Caesar’s bleeding eyeballs, how stupid can you get?
Most Democrats think that crime is a “major problem” in large cities, but they oppose sending National Guard troops to respond to the problem, according to a new AP-NORC poll.
Let me try to understand this.
Let’s leave aside the (quite-logical) assumption that Democrat government in our cities don’t really give a rat’s ass about the crime problem in their respective jurisdictions, and grant the point that they are trying to do something about the problem.
And failing.
I probably shouldn’t do this, but I’m also going to ignore the fact that the 2020 mostly-peaceful BLM demonstrations/riots led to appalling destruction of said cities, and Democrat city governments didn’t only try to quell the unrest, but basically encouraged it either by actual statements, or by inaction.
While that kind of lawlessness seems to have abated, what’s happened since is an appalling rise in violent crime: muggings, murders, burglaries and so on have all rocketed skywards, and continue to do so.
However you frame the issue, one thing is crystal clear: Democrat politicians can’t address the crime problem in the large cities.
What options, then, remain to anyone who actually does want to find a solution?
Well, during the aforesaid BLM riots, Trump 45 didn’t send in the National Guard, leaving it up to the local governments to deal with it. And they didn’t.
Trump 47 recently sent in the Guard to clear up the crime problem in Washington D.C., and the city has, in the space of a couple weeks or so, become a safe place to live. (Note that the only “opposition” to Trump’s intervention in D.C. has come from people — White Old Farts — who either don’t live there or else aren’t affected by the crime personally. The actual — mostly Black — residents of D.C. are overjoyed that their city has become a safer place to live, and are not part of the demonstrations.)
So why, I ask, would Democrats oppose the same treatment for the rest of the crime-ridden cities?
Because it’s Trump doing the sending. And Orange Man Bad.
Feckless fools, they are — both the Democrat politicians and their supporters.
Most vitamins are useless — at least, they’re at best harmless (unless overdosed, of course) — because most of it is just passed through urine. It must be true because I read that in an encyclopedia (my Junior Readers can ask their grandparents to explain how the Internet was once all contained on paper, in leather-bound books — also ask for an explanation of “books”).
Where was I? Oh yeah, vitamins.
Turns out that some are actually quite useful, at least until next week, when another group of “scientists” will tell us that Vitamin D gives us congenial herpes or something.
As you can probably guess from the above, I don’t set much store by vitamins; the only one I do take religiously is the aforesaid Vitamin D, because I don’t go out into the sunshine a lot (I can get sunburned walking to the mailbox, hello Texas), and my doctor said I should or else Bad Things would most certainly happen to me. In fact, when I go for my annual checkup, it’s the one thing he’s most careful to ask me about. “Still taking that Vitamin D 1000u each day? Good. Keep doing that.”
Turns out that’s a Good Thing, for all the reasons explained in this little piece (via Insty once more; thankee, Squire).
Of course, there’s a catch. No, not the herpes thing, I just made that up. Turns out that for my age, a daily 800-1000u is just the ticket; but too much can make the telemores too long, which is a Bad Thing.
No, I don’t have the foggiest either; you’ll just have to read it all for yourself.
Meersburg, Germany (2004)
One of the most beautiful small towns, in a country full of beautiful small towns.
Okay, I don’t wanna hear any moans about “No gun is worth THAT amount of money!”
Just sit back and enjoy the craftsmanship…
I think I need to check some lottery tickets… back in a while.
…and if you’re looking for a decent way to get to shoot birds with that Holland shotgun at Lord Herbert Hardly-Breething’s estate, what better way to get there than in this magnificent creature:
7.4 liters of rumbling reliability, after one hundred years of service… and yeah, I know there are no seatbelts. It was a better time, when cars looked wonderful and men died like men.