July 27th, 2008 at 11:05 am
“I don’t de-blogroll people who call me names. I de-blogroll people who act like assholes — regardless of their sex, creed, color or nation of origin.”

Uh, say that again. It’s funny, if not true.

Remember, I am one of those you tried to abuse and your wife tried to abuse. When not accepted quietly, what happened? Uh Huh! I think I don’t trust your integrity. Of course, I admit I may be biased, as I am always suspicious of emotionally high maintenance men.

Especially when they whine.

Everybody’s an expert.
KdT offers his opinions on rifles.

As time has gone by, the list of people whose opinion on guns to which I give any serious consideration has gotten mighty damn short. After all, if I know more about the topic than you do and have more hands-on experience than you do, why should I listen?”

Everyone who didn’t discuss platform differences in comments on the various blogs seems to have referred obliquely to Tam’s intent, but if anyone asked her directly what her intent was, I missed it.

I have to admit that I read Tam’s post as, “Kim’s an enthusiastic hobbyist masquerading as an expert on firearms. He doesn’t know nearly as much as I know about them. His opinion doesn’t warrant my consideration any more. Why should I listen to anything he has to say?”

The comment about the supermarket cards seemed to be meant sardonically: “I’m a gun expert, and you’re an ignorant amateur. You made your living as one of the top loyalty program experts, and you may or may not own some guns. I make my living as a top gun expert, and I have a loyalty card. If your gun expertise is as good as mine, then my supermarket card expertise is as good as yours.”

Tam – Did I understand it right? Or did you mean something else? Not challenging you here – just asking because I don’t always read between the lines very well.

And, if that is what you did mean, why would you be surprised that your opinion didn’t please him? If I think someone’s dopey and I call him that, I don’t expect him to feel warm and fuzzy about me.

Just sayin’.

Stuff you know if you have an M1 Garand.
You’re searching the web for the authentic WW2 cleaning fluid that is carcinogenic. You have a full gross of the little grease pots that fit in the stock. You are able to hit the barn from two farms over. Mags are for klutzes! Your safety is both subtle and easy to use. Your sling cost more than the Mosin-Nagant. Your sight is the only peep sight you’ve ever seen on a battle rifle. Your bayonet doubles as a fighting knife. You can put a whole clip into a man-sized target at 200 yards. Service life: 30 years. When out of ammo your rifle is an excellent club. Recoil? The .30-06 is a manly cartridge effective past 500 yards and capable of triumphing over the finest from Nazi Germany, Imperial Japan, and Communist North Korea, and taking any animal in North America. Don’t be wimping out about the recoil. The ‘03 Springfield, now, that had recoil! Your rifle was used by the free world to turn back the tide of totalitarianism. You bought your rifle from the Office of the Civilian Marksmanship Program for $600 and are tickled that the government – the GOVERNMENT! sent the rifle to your home. You buy ammo by the case and debate the advantage of Lake City over Greek or Korean or Federal. You consider it a badge of honor to know first hand what “Garand Thumb” is. You secretly smile when the guy next to you gets Garand Thumb. You not so secretly smile when everyone at the range wants to see, hold, and fire your M1. After firing off eight rounds you know in your heart that General George S. Patton’s acknowledgment of the M1 as “the greatest implement of battle ever devised” is still true. You relax after a long day at the range by watching “Band of Brothers”. After cleaning your rifle you have a strong urge to liberate a bunch of effete Europeans – again. You have the helmet, the cartridge belt, the butt stock cleaning kit, the muzzle guard, and are still learning about the other accessories. Your rifle’s finish is boiled linseed oil, which served our nation well, until the advent of the “Matty Mattel.” Your wife tolerates your autographed, framed picture of John C. Garand. Late at night you think of your Garand and feel at one with your Grandfather who carried one from D+10 to Mittersill.

Hey, maybe I should de-blogroll both of your from my blog … that’ll show the world I’ve finally arrived.

Hey … whatever …. SURFSSSSSS UPPPP!!!!!!

Are you a rifleman?

‘Sides, you know we all love what we love (our stuff) and anyone who would dare get something else is an idiot and probably a blasphemer. Ford vs Chevy, Bud vs Miller…

Although, first time I ever shot a ar-15, I was hitting tight groups out at 50. Very proud moment.

However they each have their purposes and their appeal to a shooter is a result of his purpose and ablity and let’s face it, his personal preference, for whatever reason.

I am seriously in love with my MN-91/30, MN-91, MN-44. Don’t know why, exactly, they aren’t my most accurate or lightest or easiest shooting, that honor belongs to an L1A1 in 7.62NATO. But just as I forgive my MN’s despite my protestation above, so must it be said that what works best for each shooter is the ideal weapon. Even if best is just the amount of fun they are to shoot. Shooting for fun may not be done with the same weapons one would use in a serious situation shooting to stay alive. In my case, for instance my favorites would not make that cut.

I do however understand the big knock on the AR. It should go bang every time one needs it to. Not always the case, however, I may be hopelessly out of date on this. I would hope that there has been great improvement in the last forty years, since it is what we mostly arm our military with, an arm based on its foundation.

Damn, didn’t mean to be so wordy.

And I didn’t even call him a sexist pig!

Become proficient with what you have through training, knowledge, maintenance and doctrine, and it’ll never let you down if you do your job.

Won’t matter if it’s the latest FN-SCAR or a Swedish Mauser- know yourself, know your tool, and you’ll prevail.

Regards,
Rabbit.

AK vs. AR vs. Mosin Nagant

I guess it depends on whether you prefer to ride on leather seats with the air conditioning on, or cloth seats with the windows rolled down. For me personally, I just want to get from point A to point B.

Everything Sucks. Your job is to find the thing that sucks the least for your purposes.

BTW, 1911s drool and Glocks rool!