Author: Kim du Toit

Quote Of The Day

QOTD

From Insty, writing in the NYPost:

“Generally speaking, a nation where the civilian leadership fears its citizens and has lost the nation’s confidence, and where the senior military leadership has lost the confidence of those down the chain of command, is a nation in trouble.”

In our case right now, I’d say “specifically speaking”, because that’s where we are.

News Roundup

Bad News

All the usual crap that passes for news, with irrelevant commentary.  Oh, and boobs at the end.


…we keep giving them goats to eat, but the Afghans just repurpose them.


...as Canada’s leading girlyman continues to campaign with his core constituency.


…of which about $16.70 would actually reach its intended target.  Pull the other one, Greaseman.


…as they work on becoming even more unelectable than they already are.


…right.  I guess Boots was all out of foam earplugs.


…only 17?  Must have taken the poll in Manhattan or UC Berkeley.


…and when the mass hangings begin, we’ll be called the bad guys.


…shoot at cops, get acquitted.  Noted.

Scottish police are fined £100,000 for failing woman, 25,
who died after waiting THREE DAYS for help in wreckage of
her crashed car alongside her dead boyfriend – despite
accident being reported to officers
…see, if she’d just Twitted “Some nigger bastard and his Paki rent boy crashed into my car“, the rozzers would have been there in seconds.


…what’s it called when stuff keeps getting more expensive while purchasing power decreases… wait, it’s on the tip of my tongue… something about Weimar…

Time for INSIGNIFICA:
         
…actually, the last one has a link just for the entertainment value.

And now, as promised, some real news:

And finally, our  Slut Of The Week:

Read the story to see why.

Parallel Universe

Travels

If you publish a list of The World’s Greatest Cities, you need to ensure that your #1 pick doesn’t cause howls of incredulous laughter, coupled with snorts of irritation and open-jawed astonishment.  Here’s Time Out’s list:

When did they take this survey — in 1965?  Certainly, it was pre-WuFlu, except:

Good grief.

If you’re going to make a list of places to visit, try this one instead.  It’s pretty much as full of shit as the first one, though.

Welcome Home

Gratuitous Gun Pics, The Gun Thing

Back In South Africa, I remember the time I bought my first Mauser, an Israeli surplus (rebarreled to 7.62x51mm NATO).  It looked something like this:

Of course, as my very first centerfire rifle, I was as proud as all hell about it — I even took it to the annual family reunion (on Ouma’s birthday) and showed it around.

One of my uncles peered at it like a suspicious dog, then took it, worked the action expertly, and smiled broadly.  When he handed it back to me, he asked in Afrikaans, “Do you know what they call a Boer without a Mauser?  No?  An Englishman!” *

Many chuckles from all the men sitting around, with murmurs of agreement and pats on my shoulder.

So yesterday I took possession of my latest badge of Afrikanerdom (courtesy of Longtime Reader BobJ, thankee squire), and OMG…

Pre-war manufacture, all the proper cartouches, and matching serial numbers.  The “42” refers to the Oberndorf factory, 1938 the year of manufacture, and the serial number has only four(!) digits.  I haven’t been so excited about a gun in years.

And now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to the range.

* “Weet jy wat hulle ‘n Boer sonder ‘n Mauser vernoem?  ‘n Ingelsman!”

In the Army (no explanations, it’s too long a story), the CO of my commando unit referred to it as “that Jewish Mauser” (“daardie Joodse Mauser”).