Yeah, this is going to end well:
Fortunately, this little experiment is taking place in Finland, so the fallout won’t be too bad. (And I always thought the Finns were the sensible Scandinavians…)
Can you imagine this bunch of ingenues sitting down to negotiate anything with Vladimir Putin or that Commie asshole from China?
World’s gone fucking crazy.
Ho, yuss. From my area in North Texas comes this pleasing news:
One person is dead and another was taken to the hospital after an attempted robbery Tuesday night in northeast Dallas. The two had tried to rob a pizza delivery driver around 10:30 p.m. in the 8100 block of Southwestern Boulevard, Dallas police said.
The driver was armed and shot both suspects, police said. The driver was not wounded in the incident.
One suspect was 15 years old and the other was 17 years old, according to police records. One of them allegedly tried to run away during the incident but was later found. Officials had not identified the person that was killed as of Wednesday morning. The surviving suspect was arrested on a charge of aggravated robbery.
“After examining the totality of the evidence and interviews, the driver was released,” Dallas police said.
[pause to let the cheers and applause die down]
No doubt, the dead scumbag’s mother will have appeared on local TV proclaiming her grief and describing her progeny as a choirboy who had his whole life ahead of him and how Krool & Hartless it is that he’s now dead.
Just once, I want to see a parent show up on TV and say, “I told him all the time that if he did this shit, he’d end up dead one day. And here we are. As much as I mourn my loss, he had it coming, and I’m just glad he didn’t kill an innocent person.”
And pigs will fly past my window.
The Brit version of our “dollar stores” (everything for a dollar) is named “Poundland”, and every year they spice up their Christmas commercials with something a little more daring. This year was no exception:
Needless to say, the Perpetually Offended raced to the barricades, and the usual bullshit followed.
Now it’s my turn to be offended. I happen to love using sexual banter, innuendo and double entendre in my everyday speech. I think sex is the spice of life, it’s certainly the spice of conversation, and as long as you don’t get crude and crass about it, it serves as both mental gymnastics and flirting.
I remember once having lunch with a coworker who happened to be an extraordinarily-beautiful woman — I mean, imagine a face like Monroe and a body like vintage Nigella, and you’re getting close. As it happened, we decided to have dessert, and ordered: she a strawberry sundae and I, a banana split. When the dishes arrived, we both made a face of distaste.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
She gestured at the maraschino sitting atop the sundae, and said, “I hate cherries.” Then she asked, “And what’s wrong with yours?”
I pointed at the chopped nuts scattered all over the banana split, and said, “Ugh.” (I hate mixing crunchy with soft textures in my food.)
Then I said, “Well, I’ll tell you what we can do.”
“What?”
“If you eat my nuts, I’ll pop your cherry.”
She laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks, then threw the cherry at me, still laughing.
I should point out that this incident took place in the early 1980s, when one could say stuff like this and not get arrested for aggravated patriarchy or whatever they call it these days. Nowadays, of course, she’d complain to HR and I’d get crucified, lose my job and never be able to find work again.
I miss the old days. God, I miss the old days.
Oh, and as for the story which introduced this post: as much as I enjoy the occasional finger, I don’t really care much for the Cadbury’s version.
What I like most about the gun control movement is how ignorant (not to say dishonest) its proponents are. Cue Joe The Moron:
While attending a private campaign event in Seattle, the former vice president reportedly called for a ban on 9mm pistols.
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While speaking to attendees of the latter event, Biden claimed that he supports the Second Amendment. The 77-year-old then went on to ask “Why should we allow people to have military-style weapons including pistols with 9mm bullets and can hold 10 or more rounds?”
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In targeting 9mm pistols, Biden has called for a ban on one of the most popular firearms in America.
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In its annual report on the U.S. firearms industry, Shooting Industry reported that 9mm caliber pistols are the most commonly produced pistol and have been for many years. In 2017 alone, there were more than 1.7 million 9mm pistols produced in the U.S. Cumulatively there are tens of millions of 9mm pistols in the hands of law-abiding Americans.
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The 9mm pistol is the choice of the nation’s leading civilian law enforcement agency, the FBI. Moreover, 9mm pistols are used by countless other federal, state, and local civilian law enforcement agencies. Biden alluded to the 9mm handgun’s military applications, but these agencies are not tasked with waging war on the public, but rather defending the public. This defensive application is the same reason that millions of Americans have chosen a 9mm pistol as their self-defense firearm.
So now Clueless Joe wants to ban 9mm pistols, because they are “weapons of war and have no application in civilian life”.
As Longtime Readers know, I have long held the opinion that the 9mm Europellet is a marginal self-defense cartridge, certainly in its full metal jacket variant, less so with a proper expanding bullet — although even that’s a stretch.
But if Gummint (in Biden form) wants to ban the guns which shoot them, allow me to offer this advice (with my favorite pictured):
…or of course my perennial favorite (once again with my recommendation):
Let’s not forget the only 9mm pistol I own (I mean used to own, before that terrible Canoeing Accident On The Brazos):
(sadly, most are out of stock at the link — I wonder why?)
…and there’s always this option, for my ex-military friends (with all the rest):
And of course, because this is Joe Biden, he never thought (or didn’t know) that a jillion cops (along with a few misguided individuals) use this Austro-POS 9mm pistol too:
(no link because Glock, ugh)
Now I know the question on the lips of all my Readers will be: “Kim, why did you feature the Kahr 9mm pistols first?”
Simple answer: I like Kahr pistols. I think their action is superior to Glock’s, and their guns sit better in my hand too. Your opinion may vary, as may your choice in 9mm pistols, and that’s perfectly okay.
But as I said earlier:
I think y’all know what to do. And if you already own one (or two, or three, or four…) then you know what to do next:
…or even better:
Have at it. Make Baby Vulcan smile.
I see that the moronic Extinction Rebellion crowd have been acting up again, this time protesting the new (and very-much-needed) new runway at London’s Heathrow Airport. Which makes me want to suggest to BritPM Boris Johnson my perennial solution:
Punch:
Counter-punch:
Tell me you wouldn’t buy tickets to watch that from the bleachers…
Update: And another one. With this lot, I’d leave them glued to those blocks, then toss them all off London Bridge into the Thames.
The word “nativism” is often used as a pejorative term, referring to people who are chauvinistic and want to restrict their country’s inhabitants to its “native” peoples, or likewise want to preserve the country’s original culture (whatever that is).
There’s another kind of nativism that has nothing at all to do with the people of the country, but of its flora and fauna. Ignoring the animals (fauna) for a moment, let’s look at the flora (foliage, plants and trees). An example of this is (of course) South Africa, where there has been a great push to restrict and even destroy what are called “foreign” plants — even if said plants were imported more than a century earlier and are now as “native” as any other plant. Thus the jacaranda trees, which are so popular and so widespread that the nation’s capital Pretoria is known as the “Jacaranda City”, and the northern suburbs of Johannesburg are likewise full of these trees with their gorgeous purple flowers. Here’s an aerial view of Joburg’s northern suburbs:
…and what it looks like at street level:
But to the Seffrican government, because the trees originally came from South America (back in the 1880s), they are “foreign”, may no longer be planted or even maintained, and in fact can be chopped down for firewood without penalty. Sic semper Africanis.
But that’s not the full purpose of this rant. This is.
Let’s say that you own an area of great natural beauty, but a bunch of the fauna in the area are not native to the area. So you partner with an organization which concerns itself with the “national heritage”, agree with them to restore the area to its original state, and set about removing various shrubs, flowers and bushes. Then the following happens:
Scottish Natural Heritage had agreed a tree management plan for ‘selective felling’ of non-native trees on the island in 2013 but did not tell landowner Luss Estates of the change to the plan for the widespread killing of more than 300 trees.
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David Maclennan, SNH area manager for Argyll and the Outer Hebrides, said: ‘Although Luss Estates was party to the original management agreement in 2013, which posited the removal of rhododendron and, by selective felling, of ‘non-native species’ over a five year period, Scottish Natural Heritage accepts that the subsequent amendment, which proposed to kill all the beech trees on Inchtavannach in a single operation by chemical injection of glyphosate was not shared with Luss Estates Company.
‘SNH apologise for what was, with hindsight, an error on our part.
‘We should have ensured that Luss Estates Company was informed of and consented to the proposed operations.’
He added: ‘The speed, scale, and visual impact of the operation was much greater than anticipated and we recognise that this has caused considerable detriment and upset to Luss Estates Company and to Sir Malcolm Colquhoun personally. For this we unreservedly apologise.
‘There remains a need to undertake works to remove fallen timber from agreed areas – and we have offered to do this through a new agreement.’
Here’s a pic:
All those dead trees were poisoned by the SNH. And forgive me, but a little “oopsie” apology wouldn’t cut it with me.
Were I Sir Malcolm Colquhoun (the owner of the estate), the “new agreement” would insist that the poxy SNH not only pay for the removal of the dead beech trees but also take on the cost of planting new fully-grown trees as replacements (look up how much it costs to replant a single fully-grown pine or oak tree, then multiply it by 300). Then I would include in the agreement a demand for the hanging of the SNH manager who signed off on the poisoning action, and a public flogging of all the minions who actually performed the filthy deed. (“Ve voss chust obeyink orders!” is indefensible.)
My ire in all this is not caused by the damage to the estate — at least, not much — but by the sheer fucking arrogance of an organization which thinks it can just ignore the property’s owner and do whatever they want.
And yes, I know that non-native species can cause damage to the indigenous fauna — witness the kudzu overgrowth in the Southern states of America — but beech trees are native to Britain (just maybe not in that area of poxy Scotland), so that was never a concern. As far as I’m concerned, this is all of a part of the stupid Scottish Nationalist movement, where anything not Scottish is awful and needs to be removed or destroyed.
If I were His Lordship, once the dead trees are replaced I would order my groundskeepers to shoot these SNH pricks on site, but no doubt someone would have a problem with this.
Although the mindset of the South Africans and the Scots is identical, I can somewhat excuse the South African government’s war on the jacaranda because they’re stupid fucking Africans; but the SNH weasels? Strap them all to large rocks and toss them into Loch Lomond, the tartan fuckers.