Moi? Never!

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a. By agreeing to these Terms, you’re agreeing that, when using the Services, you will follow these rules:

i. Don’t do anything illegal. [check]
ii. Don’t engage in any activity that exploits, harms, or threatens to harm children.  [check]
iii. Don’t send spam or engage in phishing. Spam is unwanted or unsolicited bulk email, postings, contact requests, SMS (text messages), instant messages, or similar electronic communications. Phishing is sending emails or other electronic communications to fraudulently or unlawfully induce recipients to reveal personal or sensitive information, such as passwords, dates of birth, Social Security numbers, passport numbers, credit card information, financial information, or other sensitive information, or to gain access to accounts or records, exfiltration of documents or other sensitive information, payment and/or financial benefit.  [check]
iv. Don’t publicly display or use the Services to share inappropriate content or material (involving, for example, nudity, bestiality, pornography, offensive language, graphic violence, or criminal activity).  [ummmm…]
v. Don’t engage in activity that is fraudulent, false or misleading (e.g., asking for money under false pretenses, impersonating someone else, manipulating the Services to increase play count, or affect rankings, ratings, or comments).  [check]
vi. Don’t circumvent any restrictions on access to or availability of the Services.  (I dunno what that means, so probably [check].)
vii. Don’t engage in activity that is harmful to you, the Services or others (e.g., transmitting viruses, stalking, posting terrorist or violent extremist content, communicating hate speech, or advocating violence against others).  [oops]
viii. Don’t infringe upon the rights of others (e.g., unauthorized sharing of copyrighted music or other copyrighted material, resale or other distribution of Bing maps, or photographs).  [check]
ix. Don’t engage in activity that violates the privacy of others.  [check]
x. Don’t help others break these rules.  [oh fuck off.  I can’t help what other people do.]

I’m not sure about the “pornography” one — to the best of my recollection, I’ve never posted any porn.

Unless it’s “art”, of course.

As for the “graphic violence” and “criminal activity”, I’ve never done that either, although I’ve certainly highlighted it (e.g. Dept. of Righteous Shootings).

However, when it comes to “advocating violence against others”, I gotta fess up.

Oh well.  Nobody’s perfect.

Quote Of The Day

From the bony* Ann Coulter:

Consistent with liberal psyches, the attack on the Supreme Court last week was completely schizophrenic —

Thursday: HOW DARE YOU TAKE AWAY STATES’ RIGHTS ON GUNS!

Friday: HOW DARE YOU GIVE US STATES’ RIGHTS ON ABORTION!

[ANSWER: One’s in the Constitution, and one isn’t.]

Then again, expecting logic (not to say Constitutional familiarity) from the Left will always be a fool’s errand.

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Evil Bastard Update

From Reader Mary, on this matter:

The Court appearance for the eviction today was continued for 30 days to allow them to get a rental agreement in place (he’s agreed to dismiss the eviction once that is in place). Evil Bastard has agreed to rent them the house for a reasonable rate and now they’re just working out details. The fact that I had lawyers working behind the scenes (thanks to your Readers’ help) gave Kris the ammo she needed to get this done!!

I also sent his Probation Officer (for his Bond) a copy of the map I had a surveyor create showing that there were all kinds of children living within 500 feet of that house proved that he cannot live in the house so renting to his daughter / granddaughter might be the best way to go. That helped, as did the fact that I promised Evil Bastard that if he evicted the family I would be filing a civil lawsuit against him and taking everything he owned or ever would own — which apparently helped tip the balance in Kris’s favor!!

There is no way I can express my undying gratitude for your help and the help of your readers. I could not have gotten this done without knowing we had funds for legal help. I’m not good at expressing my appreciation, but know that you and your Loyal Readers will forever be Angels to myself and my family.

I have the best Readers of any website on the Internet.
My personal thanks to you all.

Nazzo Fast, Guida

Oy.  As if Hanoi Jane hasn’t been enough of a festering pustule on society’s buttocks long enough, the tired old tart has to weigh in once again:

Left-wing actress and activist Jane Fonda suggested America “redefine vaginas as AK-47s” in response to the U.S. Supreme Court overturning Roe v. Wade.

In her case, and by her own admission, her well-trodden vagina is more akin to a rusty old Brown Bess musket, but that’s not what I wanted to talk about.

As an AK owner myself, let me say that the AK rifle works perfectly as designed, seldom requires much in the way of cleaning and maintenance, can be shared among friends as often as desired, and as such is about as far from a vagina as one could imagine.

So this unwarranted slight on Mikhail Kalashnikov’s excellent device is simply off base — not that this is far from Fonda’s norm, though.

And one last thought:  a new AK-47 costs about a thousand bucks — and I’ve known many men who have paid a lot more than that, just for part-ownership of a vagina.

When Reason And Experience Take Over

I actually liked this article by Naomi Wolf:

“The last thing keeping us free in America, as the lights go off all over Europe- and Australia, and Canada – is, yes, we must face this fact, the Second Amendment.”

And if that’s how it starts, can it get any better?

It does.

I remember back when Connie and I first moved in together, I used to refer to her as my Liberal Rubbish Girlfriend (LRG) because she was pro-abortion, hated guns — I mean, she was from California, what did you expect?

Her first epiphany was about guns.  I used to keep the old Charter Arms Bulldog  next to the bed because .44 Special revolver.  She hated that.

Then I had to go out of town for a couple days and she was alone in the house with two small kids, when one night she heard a noise downstairs.

It turned out to be nothing — maybe a raccoon trying to get inside, perhaps — but after I got back, she made me teach her how to shoot.  All the time she was huddled up under the blankets, frozen with terror, she couldn’t help thinking:  “I am so stupid.  There’s a gun not three feet away from me, and I don’t know how to use it to protect myself and the kids.”

A couple of years later, with a little coaching from me, she’d turned into the conservative firebrand we all knew and loved.  And she loved shooting.

If Naomi didn’t live in a gun-hating state like California, I bet she’d be the same.