“Dear Dr. Kim”

“Dear Dr Kim:

“Walked into one of my local Merchants Of Death recently. On the wall they had one of the Enfield Mark IV’s you listed in your blog the other day.

“Asked the counter guy if I could walk back there and handle it. His response was yes, and he went with me.

As he watched me handle the ABSOLUTELY buttery smooth action and the beautiful peep site, he said,
“You know the only problem with that?” to which my response was
“.303 ammo” and he nodded his head.
To which I responded:
“I have an Ishapore Enfield in .308, and I love historical firearms.”
He said, “I’d rather have the Ishapore than the Mark IV”. (I’m assuming because of ammo.)

“I don’t have a point. I didn’t walk out with the Mark IV because of $$$$.

“I just wanted to say:

“Fuck the ATF, Fuck the Tax man, Fuck anyone who makes such a wonderful piece unaffordable, Fuck the ammo manufacturers. Basically Fuck Anyone who makes it impossible for me to own such a wonderful piece of history.

“And Fuck You Dr. Kim for letting me know such things exist and now I can no longer live in ignorance.

“And I guess Fuck Me for being too poor to play in the game.”

— Frustrated in Boise.

Dear Frus,

That’s the most interesting request for a loan I’ve ever had.

— Dr Kim

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So on with that free stuff.


but Daddy, aren’t electric cars the [ahem] wave of the future?


...let me know when the “toy” might be one of these:


...alternative:  the Royal Navy machine-gunning the dinghies.  Or:


if this doesn’t make you smile, go away, you’re in the wrong place.


...shome mishtake, surely.


FFS, is there ANYONE IN THE WORLD still unaware of breast cancer?


...I think I preferred it when cardinals protected sex-abuser priests.


...is anybody surprised by this, anymore?


the word you’re looking for is “crowned” — what happens at a coronation“Coronated” was coined by Ebonicsmeister Jesse Jackson.


I think I first saw this headline in 1968.


and the story is even worse than the headline.


them girlymen gotta stick together, you see.


...right after they finish arresting people for posting mean tweets.


...a.k.a. what happens when you don’t act your age.

And in War News:


...or to put it another way: we’re gonna go down bonking.

And among the irrelevancies known as INSIGNIFICA:

 


...here we go:

That’s enough news for the day.

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And on we go into the depths…


...I thought we’d done with this little trend, butt obviously not.


...actually, Weimar Germany never did anything like this to its citizens.  But the Nazis did.


...because the outcome of that discussion would be President Kamala Harris.


...as opposed to the “rule by unelected bureaucrats of the EU”?


...into a (red) brick wall.

From the Dark Continent:


...kinda torn here, between “nuke the whole continent” and “kill every fucking monkey in existence”Simian bastards.


...and if you didn’t chortle at that headline, we can’t be friends.  Also:


...ah, Africa, where if it’s not one thing that can kill you, it’s another.

And speaking of ugly ways to die:


...because nothing says “patient safety” like “mobile abortion clinic”.


...having eaten steak and ice cream my entire adult life, I can confidently state that this finding is total bullshit.  Supporting references upon request.


...just how much more suffering can the Brits stand?


...considering today’s state-schooled youth, that’s hardly surprising.


...either way, their Democrat governors will screw up the disaster management response.  As opposed to:


...anyone care to guess how long this would take in, say, New Jersey under similar circumstances?

And in INSIGNIFICA, some breaking errr breeding news:

 

...like hers...in 300 million years.


...okay, now that the Grauniad has officially declared her a Danger To Humanity As We Know It, I can make my own judgement:

I think she’s totally hot.

And here’s a response to an email from Reader Tom L, who wrote:

Which automobile is the right one for taking the new Italian prime minister for a ride?

How about one of these?

It’s Giugiaro and Bizzarini’s Iso Grifo Spyder, with its 5.4-liter 350hp small-block Corvette V8 engine giving the petite Spyder a top speed of over 170mph.

American power and reliability coupled with Italian design and styling — need I say more?

Back to my traveling companion:

I’d learn Italian just so Giorgia and I could discuss conservative politics (for the record, her “far-right” political position is, in American terms, ever-so slightly right-of-center;  a couple of weeks closeted with me, and the Left would become apoplectic)…

…that is, when we’re not eating tenderloin crostini and drinking wine together in some small coastal village trattoria.

Not that I’ve given any of this much thought, of course…

Old Times, Good Times

Here’s a heartbreaker:

Fern Britton’s ex-husband Phil Vickery was seen kissing her best friend in the street in new images taken leaving a fancy London hotel on Wednesday.

The TV chef, 61, was pictured passionately kissing Lorraine Stanton, 58, who has been close friends with presenter Fern for years, in pictures obtained by The Sun.

According to the publication, the new couple were on a date and were seen leaving the hotel together with overnight bags in their hands.

Some “date”.

As these two people are somewhat obscure Brit TV celebrities (certainly very few of my Murkin Readers will know who they are), here’s a pic of Fern ‘n Phil in happier times:

...much happier times:

And Fern, in the same photoshoot:

But let me not be unkind.  She has lost a lot of that weight, recently:

Not at all bad for 65…