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Author: Kim du Toit
Slim Pickings
Reader ChetP writes:
“I notice that your blogging seems to have fallen off recently. Is everything okay?”
Thankee for asking, Chet, and yes, everything’s just fine. The reasons that this back porch has been somewhat lacking in content recently are manifold.
I am sick to death of writing about the fucking Chinkvirus, probably as sick as everyone is getting about reading about said Chinkvirus. Take Chinkvirus reports out of news coverage, and total content would drop by about half.
I am also sick to death of writing about the fucking election. Personally, I can’t wait for the thing to be over, Trump reelected to a second term and the Communist Hysteria be dialed up to 25 (on a 10-point scale) so that I might finally get to test those New ‘N Improved hollowpoints on something other than paper.
Alert Readers will note that I have refrained from writing about Biden’s wastrel son and their familial corruption. This is mostly like complaining about the flies buzzing around a dead horse: the horse is dead and the flies are therefore irrelevant to his condition. Biden’s going to lose (bigly) and all this other shit is just pointless.
If you skim through any online newspaper and subtract the above three topics and articles related thereto, your read will be a short one. (“Bette Midler turns to Jesus for help in getting rid of Trump” may be ironically funny, coming from someone whose previous behavior has, to put it mildly, been somewhat devoid of Christian principle, but it’s hardly worth writing about, is it?)
So the rest of today’s posts will all be about manly stuff like guns and cars, because that’s the primary reason why most of my Readers stop by here anyway.
The Browning Conundrum
We all know that I’m a huge fan of the Browning P-35 High Power pistol (despite its piddly Europellet chambering) because to me, it is the absolute zenith of John Moses Browning’s engineering handgun design (albeit with a huge assist from Dieudonné Saive). It is one of my favorite guns to shoot, and is much easier to disassemble (and reassemble) when it comes to after-action cleaning.
I also love my Browning 1885 High Wall rifle in .45-70 Govt:
That “bank-vault-closing” feel as you pull the lever back up and close the action after reloading: not much feels and sounds much better in the firearms world. And the satisfaction one feels when pulling the trigger to send a giant 405-gr bullet downrange… ah, my friends, if you haven’t experienced it, it would be like trying to explain the beauty of a desert sunset to a blind person.
And everyone knows of my love for Browning Auto-5 shotguns like the Sweet 16 or the Light 20:
And yet those are the only three Browning guns I’ve ever owned.
That’s not by design, by the way. I’ve fired many Browning rifles and shotguns — all belonging to other people, either at the range or while hunting — but for some inexplicable reason, I’ve never felt compelled to own a Browning long gun or pistol in the way that I am drawn to, say, a Mauser 98 or WinMar lever rifle.
It’s inexplicable, really; there is no reason for me to turn my nose up at, say a Browning lever rifle (BLR), especially when chambered for a manly cartridge like the .308 Win:
…especially when the BLR’s stacked mag allows for spitzer-tipped bullets while the WinMar’s tube mags do not. Would I feel in any way disadvantaged with the BLR out in the field? Hell, no; and yet for some reason, I’m drawn more to the Henry/Winchester/Marlin offerings than to the BLR.
That also goes for Browning’s bolt-action rifles.
Combat Controller uses one of these, an X-Bolt chambered in -300 Win Mag, for his Scotland hunts with Mr. Free Market, has never had a problem with it, and his deer tally over the years would certainly give one no reason not to use one (especially in those difficult conditions). Yet I’ve never owned one, nor come close to getting one; and the same is true for the excellent semi-auto BAR / Safari models:
(For some reason, I’m not a fan of hunting with semi-auto rifles, but that has nothing to do with Browning.)
Needless to say, I would never turn down a Browning double-barreled shotgun, except that they make mostly over/under models — but once again, my preference for side-by-side shotguns has nothing to do with Browning. Their reputation and success in shotguns is very well earned, and thousands of people use them as religiously as I use Mauser rifles or John Moses Browning’s 1911 Government pistol.
This, by the way, is one of my “lottery” shotguns at Steve Barnett’s: a rare older “BSS” model in 20ga:
…which has absolutely everything I desire in a SxS: splinter forearm, double triggers and straight “English” stock. The only thing that has stopped me from getting it is not the fact that it’s old and second-hand: it’s the price: $5,750. Which, for an old secondhand gun, pushes me away a little.
And here, finally, may lie the the answer as to why I’ve never owned many Browning guns: cost.
Loyal Readers know that I always go for quality in my guns — and nobody seems to have any arguments against Browning guns in that regard — but at the same time, Brownings always seem to cost just a little bit too much when compared with guns which are functionally their equivalent and whose quality is as good or in some cases better. Once again, I have no problem with quality costing more than average; where possible, I always go for quality (in all things) even though I know that it does carry a higher cost. But Browning always seems to be just a tad over that tolerance, and I walk away.
How say you, O My Readers? Is this your experience too, or am I missing something here?
Not Too Awful
In yesterday’s post which talked about colors, one color came in for some (much-deserved) mockery, this being avocado green.
Well, I guess it can be a situational thing. Here’s why I say this:
Now it must be said that the peerless E-type might look better in another color; but if someone came up to you and said, “Here are the keys and pink slip for that car, it’s yours,” I think it would be safe to assume that you wouldn’t get all offended and say, “Oh noes! I wouldn’t seen dead in so ugly a color!” and turn it down.
In Kim Terms, this would be like turning down an evening’s bedtime entertainment with Salma Hayek just because she was wearing a strangely-colored dress. And as this statement is useless wifout pichers, here’s what I’m talking about:
Errr I’ve lost my thread. What was I talking about, again?
New Moania
From The Divine Sarah at Insty (no link):
She’s quite right. I’ve always had what my mother referred to as a “weak chest” (whooping cough as a child, winter bronchitis all my life), and when I caught a mild case of pneumonia in the early 1990s, it took about three months and massive doses of antibiotics to recover fully. It’s the reason I quit driving for Uber when the Chinkvirus hit.
Let’s be careful out there.
Pick One
I filched a pic from Knuckledragger, and here it is:
I’ve added letters to each style, and your task for the day, should you accept it, is:
Assuming you had as much hair as the models above, and had to choose one of the above for yourself today, which one would you pick?
(Bonus points if you actually had that same hairstyle in the 70s).
I’ll start the ball rolling: K. I have no problem with the style. (Actually, during the Bass Guitarist Years my hair looked more like J, but we won’t talk about that now.)