Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Just south of Chicago in Joliet, some choirboy armed himself with a screwdriver and some evil intent, and broke into a house occupied by a young woman and her little daughter.  Not knowing his intentions but making a good guess about them, the young mother shot the asshole in the head, sending his already-low IQ to zero and his body temperature to room-level.

Because this was in Joliet and not in the City Of Chicago, the police apparently muttered a couple of complimentary words about her fine placement, then did their job and carted the corpus delicti  off to the crematorium or wherever.

And if this story and its happy ending does not give you the Warm & Fuzzies, then we can’t be friends.

Many thanks to Reader Brad_In_IL for the link.


A few notes:  in some jurisdictions, Our Heroine would have been in trouble for her actions, using “disproportionate force” (whatever that means) — like she should have rummaged around in a toolbox and found a screwdriver to protect herself instead of using an eeeevil gun.  I know;  that sounds so stupid, but that is nevertheless the attitude of law enforcement and/or government in those places.

In the United States of America, however, we do not share the sentiments of Massachusetts and New York, never mind Britishland and other gun-fearing shitholes of similar inclination.

Never Justified

I see that someone in the Golden Shower State has come to their senses:

The United States Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit issued a mandate Thursday overturning California’s “one-gun-a-month” restriction.

The Second Amendment Foundation noted the “one-gun-a-month” restriction allows law-abiding citizens to purchase only one handgun or semi-automatic centerfire rifle (or combination thereof), from a licensed dealer within a 30-day period.

Here’s the thing about this ridiculous law.

Quite apart from its prima facie  Constitutional illegality, the 30-day restriction just makes absolutely no sense — I mean, what are they trying to achieve (other than a broad restriction, of course)?  Are they trying to stop someone from arming a group or gang? (I know, nonsensical.)

As with all laws like this, it should be looked at as part of a whole.  What is intended is to make a thicket of laws like this so that the breaking thereof becomes an inevitability — and the side-benefit (to the anti-gunners) is that the people most likely to fall foul of this nonsense would be gun owners.  (We always talk about lawful or law-abiding gun owners, but what we sometimes forget is that to the anti-gun set, all gun owners are evil, and not just the criminals.)

Anyway, it’s gone away, and good riddance.  Best of all is that because of this ruling, it’s going to apply to any and all other states who have similar nonsense in their raft of laws;  and all that’s left is for the SAF guys bring suit in each of them.

Go to it, guys.


Side note:  I have more than one friend who won’t give money to any gun lobbying group like the NRA or even GOA.  But they give lots to the Second Amendment Foundation because Alan Gottlieb and his guys are doing the work where it matters most:  in the courts.

Think about it.

Interesting Concept

From PSA:

Why is this interesting?  Well, I like the idea of an easy-switch barrel combo rather than having to hump two .22 rifles around (as I do) in order to get the maximum fun out of the cheap .22 LR and the added power of the .22 WMR.  (Plus there’s that space issue in Ye Olde Gunne Sayfe…)

That straight-pull bolt is an excellent idea.  (The B1 was originally marketed as a Hammerli-designed action, hubba hubba.)

But there’s a snag.  You see, Walther has made this rifle accept Ruger 10/22 magazines — excellent — and they supply three magazines with the rifle — even better.  BUT:  the ratio of magazines is:  two .22 LR mags, and only one .22 WMR mag.

And that’s the problem.  Ruger .22 LR (BX-1) mags are so plentiful that people hand them out to kiddies as Halloween favors or Xmas stocking stuffers.  Ruger .22 WMR mags… errr not so much;  you have to get them online rather than in brick-n-mortar stores.

Far better, in my opinion, to supply two magnum mags and one LR mag.  Or just up the price of the rig by $10 and offer two of each.

OR — gasp! — include two BX-10 .22 LR mags, and one of the BX-15 .22 WMR mags (15 rounds, oh my).  There’s almost no difference in price between the 10- and 15-round mags.

There ya go, Walther:  free marketing advice from a would-be customer (blocked only by poverty from being an actual customer).  Have at it.

Tell me that’s not a toothsome prospect, I dare ya.  (Maybe if I looked under the sofa cushions…)

Better yet, mounted on a nice laminate stock.  Nah, that’s asking too much.


Okay, here’s an offer to any of my Loyal Readers:  buy me one of these Walthers, and I’ll send you both my .22 rifles (the SQ LR and the SSV WMR) in exchange, including scopes and bipods.

Gratuitous Gun Pics: Rimfire Revolvers

Yesterday I talked about shooting rimfire .22 ammo in my old age, and specifically the rifles with which to do so.  Well, I promised to talk about the handgun options for the same purposes, and here we are.

I wrote about the pleasures of shooting single-action revolvers some time ago (feel free to go there first to refresh the memory), and specifically, the guns I have already acquired to take care of this need.  Here they are, the Ruger Single-Six Brothers:


(Before anyone asks, I have one in stainless and the other in blue so I can remember which is loaded with which ammo:  SS .22 Mag, Bluey .22 LR.  That way I don’t have to mess with swapping out the cylinders.)  

But what if I want to eschew the hassle of ejecting and reloading the piece one round at a time?  We all know what that means:  double-action revolvers.

Here’s where I have to admit to a shortcoming, so to speak.  Also some time back, I talked about the exquisite S&W Model 48, which is chambered in .22 Mag (once again, feel free to go back in time thence to read my lament at not owning one).  In the Comments to the post, Reader Velocette had this to say:

You too have EARNED the right to make yourself happy. So DO it.

Well, it took me a while, but:

…and allow me to say that with the gun case thus almost-filled, I have had many an enjoyable, nay blissful range session since.

But now we come to the problem:  Alert Readers will notice a gaping hole in the Gun Case Of Bliss, namely, that there is a distinct lack of a .22 double-action revolver in the space provided.  Here’s what it should look like (with a .38 revolver for illustrative purposes only):

…but it leaves me with but one more job:  to pick a decent .22 DA revolver for the task.

Naturally, my first choice is a S&W Model 17 with a 6″ barrel:

…which is dreamy, but its street retail price of just over a grand (!!!!!) pretty much relegates it to “dream” status. I have no cash, in other words, to fund this little dream.

However:  if there’s a Reader out there who happens to have a Model 17 as above* in decent nick and would entertain a swap for some boomstick of equal desirability… email me and let’s talk.  (As always, north Texas Readers will get preference so the exchange can be made in the time-honored Texas fashion.)

And before anyone asks, yes I have the “.22 semi-auto” option already covered, thankee.


*The Model 63 stainless would also be perfectly acceptable.

So hie thee to thine Gunne Sayfes, and let me know.

Gratuitous Gun Pic: CZ 457 Lux

Several years ago, Mr. Free Market and I were talking about guns — yeah, no surprises there — while sitting around an open fire in the garden behind the guest house while — surprise, surprise — drinking the occasional whisky.

One of the topics was:  if you’re facing retirement and decide that your shooting life thereafter is going to be only rimfire, which rifle would you choose as your final shooting companion?

As I recall, Mr. FM’s choice was the Anschutz 1712 HB (he hates set triggers), and I can’t argue with his choice except to note that said rifle retails for nearly $3,000.  (Being one of the Landed Gentry / Filthy Rich Set, he doesn’t concern himself with silly things like price.)

All jokes aside, one could only agree with him — Anschutz make wonderful rifles, and that thing positively screams “one-hole groupings, all day and every day”.

I can’t remember what my choice was — I think it was the CZ 457, which is a far better rifle than I am a rifleman — but I was thinking about the topic on my own the other day;  not in front of a fire, but certainly with the occasional single-malt in hand, and I thought:  “Why only one rimfire rifle?”

Well, that led me down a rabbit hole (the usual one) and I came up with this idea:  not just one CZ 457, but two of the lovely things — chambered in .22 LR and .22 Win Mag:

I cannot say exactly why I love the .22 Winchester Magnum Rimfire (WMR) cartridge so much, but I do.  And the fact that the price of the two above rifles combined is less than $1,500… well, I think you get my point.

That’s not to say that my existing .22 pair (Marlin 880 SQ and 882 SSV) is anything to sneeze at:

…and for a combined price of about $600, if memory serves correctly, they too are far more accurate than I can shoot them.

Yet there’s still a small voice inside my head that whispers evil thoughts to me…


Tomorrow I’ll talk about the .22 handguns.

Quote Of The Day

From TTAG:

Groups like Everytown’s “The Smoking Gun” project are calling out gun companies for daring to market to women. Their big gripe? That the firearm industry is trying to “normalize” women and guns.

Damn right we are.

In my earlier, busier times, I must have taught about four- to five hundred women to shoot — my record being a class of over twenty, at a schutzenfest  in southern Virginia (or Tennessee, my geography was kinda scrambled by the time we got to the “range” at some guy’s farm).

All my teaching sessions involved starting off with a .22 pistol or revolver (usually one of mine, unless they’d brought their own), and a gradual transition to something a little more powerful, each woman at her own pace of acceptance, familiarity and acquired skill.  All the ammo was on me, and I refused to accept payment.

As a rule, I find it easier to teach women to shoot;  they’re more attentive, more obedient and less squeamish about asking “stupid” questions than men are.  Men are all tangled up in both testosterone and, I think, embarrassment (at not knowing how to shoot), so they tend to be more difficult pupils.  Where possible, I segregated the men from the women.

Also, quite a few ladies didn’t want their husbands or boyfriends to teach them;  they preferred a neutral third party to avoid any impatience or emotion.  That’s a very mature attitude.

The best part of teaching Teh Girls?  That look of quiet confidence, of self-assuredness and self-reliance they get after they’ve become comfortable with The Gun Thing.  (One woman, who’d been fleeing from an abusive ex-boyfriend for over two years, later wrote to me and told me that after the last of our classes — as I recall we’d had half a dozen — she’d had her first proper night’s sleep in years.  Her gun?  A Ruger SP101, loaded with .38 Special+P hollowpoints.  Pity the fool.)

Golden moments… it’s too bad they don’t happen as often as they used to.