I guess it’s a compliment
So rare these days. There was a push in Rutherford County to ban shooting in subdivisions. The bill failed. As to why:
Commissioner Adam Coggin said he opposed the ban because there are already state laws against reckless endangerment. Anyone firing a gun in a way that could be a danger to another person could be prosecuted under those laws.
Common sense: here’s hoping it breaks out all over.
Les:
Handguns “known as Saturday night specials?” When you repeat a meaningless political pejorative as if it’s a correct label your tabloid is practicing a type of reporting known as “yellow journalism.”
Yesterday, I was awarded the coveted Dad of the Year Award, for the third year in a row. It must be tough on you other dads out there to know that every year, I win it. I mean, there really is no competition. I rule. It’s not even close. I get 100% of the votes every year. This daddin’ stuff has its rewards.
In other news, today Junior is three. I really have a hard time wrapping my head around the fact she’s three now. Happy birthday, sweetie.
Jim Webb’s staffer was arrested and detained for illegally having a gun in DC. There was question about whose gun it was:
A senate staffer working for James Webb was busted trying to get a pistol into the senate building. It was the senator’s gun. I guess the senator was taking advantage of the recent Parker v. DC decision? Nah, he’s one of the privileged who gets to disregard laws for little people.
Then, there was uncertainty about whose gun it was.
Sen. Jim Webb said he owns the gun that an aide was arrested for carrying into the U.S. Capitol complex in March.
“It’s my gun,” Webb told the Richmond Times-Dispatch in an interview last week.
Webb previously had refused to say whether the gun was his, although his senior aide – Phillip Thompson – had told police the weapon belonged to the Democratic senator.
As to why he wasn’t clear before:
Webb said little about the incident in March, saying he did not want to prejudice the outcome of Thompson’s case.
“It was a matter under legal consideration, and I was precluded from saying anything,” Webb told the Richmond newspaper. “And I hope you’ll understand that in matters of self-defense up here, it doesn’t do anybody’s safety a lot of good by talking about this stuff. We’re pretty vulnerable up here.”
Although Webb now acknowledges ownership of the gun, how and why it was in Thompson’s possession remains unclear.
“I did not give it to Phillip, nor did I ask him to do anything with it,” Webb said in the interview, reiterating what he told reporters in March.
Update: Insty says: How about sponsoring a national concealed-carry bill, Senator Webb? Boy, that would open up a can of worms. I kinda wonder how it’d work, exactly. For example, my two carry guns are banned in one state (maybe two). How, precisely, could that be reconciled?
A puff piece on The American Hunters & Shooters Association. The AHSA is a false pro-gun organization. You can read about their exploits at:
Gun law news – follows the money.
The most telling thing about AHSA is its leadership. A quick look at the website shows that Bob Ricker is listed as AHSA Executive Director. Hunters will remember that Ricker is a former NRA employee who switched sides and has actively worked for gun control groups for many years now. Most recently Ricker was paid by a Virginia based anti-gun group, where he lobbied to shut down gun shows and put further restrictions on gun owners.
John Rosenthal is listed as President of the AHSA Foundation. Rosenthal is one of the founders of the Massachusetts based group Stop Handgun Violence, a group that has been a major force in passing some of the most draconian state gun laws in the nation.
Petzal has background on their leadership.
And I do to: here, here, here and here.
Update: Jeff has more: 5,000 v. 4,000,000
Law-enforcement officers raided the wrong house and forced a 77-year-old La Plata County woman on oxygen to the ground last week in search of methamphetamine.
The raid occurred about 11 a.m. June 8, as Virginia Herrick was settling in to watch “The Price is Right.” She heard a rustling outside her mobile home in Durango West I and looked out to see several men with gas masks and bulletproof vests, she said.
Herrick went to the back door to have a look.
“I thought there was a gas leak or something,” she said.
But before reaching the door, La Plata County Sheriff’s deputies shouted “search warrant, search warrant” and barged in with guns drawn, she said. They ordered Herrick to the ground and began searching the home.
“They didn’t give me a chance to ask for a search warrant or see a search warrant or anything,” she said in a phone interview Thursday. “I’m not about to argue with those big old guys, especially when they’ve got guns and those big old sledgehammers.”
The police didn’t get the numbers right: “There is a big difference between 74 and 82,” he said, referring to the house numbers.
Unless disbarred is a synonym for taken outside and beaten about the head and neck area with a hose, I’m not impressed.
So much for gun maker immunity that the Protection of Lawful Commerce in Arms Act was to grant to those gun makers.
I don’t know if I’d try a free air expansion chamber. The ATF once ruled some flash hider that reduced db was a sliencer.
Speaking of grilling
Smoking a couple of Boston Butts today. Here’s how. The night before, buy some butts, remove them from the package, run water over them then dab with a paper towel to remove excess moisture. Do not remove the fat. It adds moisture and prevents burning in the event your fire gets out of control. Make your rub. Here’s mine (I use rough percentages because who knows how much you’ll make):
30% Brown sugar
10% Kosher salt
10% Garlic powder
10% Mustard powder
5% Cumin
5% Cinnamon
10% Paprika
10% Chili powder
10% Red pepper (powder, not flakes)
And some fresh ground black pepper to taste.
As you can see, it’s largely brown sugar. Next, rub your butt. Well, rub the, err, rub on the meat. You can even slap your butt a few times for good measure. Do both sides. Place them in a large dish, cover in foil and place it in the fridge over night. This lets the rub really sink in. While your at it, take some mesquite or hickory logs or chunks and place them in a bucket. Cover with water and let them sit over night as well.
The next day, get up and make a fresh pot of coffee (this will be important later). Have a cup or two. Then, fire up the smoker. I like to use charcoal and add my soaked wood chunks every couple of hours. The soaked chips make a lot more smoke.
Now, take one 12oz can of your favorite beer and pour it into a bowl. Add roughly equal parts vinegar and the left over coffee you just enjoyed. Add a bout 1/4 cup of minced garlic to that. This stuff works wonders at both keeping your butts moist and adding a tangy garlicky flavor. Once your smoker settles between about 250-300 degrees (never over 300), put your big butt on there. About once every half hour, I take about a quarter cup of the beer/coffee/vinegar mixture and just pour it over the top of that big ol’ butt. I cook my butts for between 7-12 hours while drinking beer, and lounging around. An empty beer is a good reminder to go and pour some mixture over your butts.
Here we are about three hours in.
Yum. Notice they’re dark from the rub, which is now starting to crisp up a bit. After about 7-12 hours, sample a piece. If satisfied, remove from smoker, chop up or pull apart. Use your favorite mop sauce to have barbecue sandwiches or pulled pork. Also, if you buy one, you may as well buy 2 or 3. You can freeze any leftovers and they’ll keep for months.
ETA: And the garden shovel is to remove coals as needed.
ETA 2: And I rarely flip mine. If I do, I do it once about half way through.
According to my wife, I should not let The Second have a lighter or hang around a hot smoker. Who knew?
One of the things that really annoyed my wife on our wedding day was, err, me. Moreover, my interaction with our photographer. She was a nice enough lady but she asked me to do some pose that, in addition to being difficult for me to actually pull off and look comfortable, was unnatural looking. Now, I’d had a few adult beverages but I think I said something like I’m not doing that because it looks gay (and I meant gay in the young urban slang way as a synonym for stupid as well as the stereotypical way of effeminate).
This morning was cat herding err family picture day. I hate picture day. Really. I mean, I hate it a lot. If there’s a Hell, it will be me at Portrait Innovations having fake candid shots taken of me and Stone Phillips (I’m sure he’s a fine man but there’s just something about him that gives me the willies). Where was I? Oh, yeah. Hating picture day. I hate it because these pictures are unnatural looking. There’s fake smiling, fake posing, fake background, fake interest, fake everything. The only thing authentic is the kids’ expressions because they’ve not learned to fake smile yet. So, the photographer uses stuffed animals, whistles, toys, tricks and a clown to get them to smile. And kids don’t sit still for pictures. Once you get the kids situated, you have a window of opportunity to take the shot that is measured in nanoseconds. And the photographer misses that window roughly four out of five times, so you have to do it again.
So, we had that. Then, the other thing I really hate is fake poses. Today, the photographer dude asked me to sit on the ground with one leg outstretched and one knee raised. I said No. I do not sit like that because I am a man. So, we did a different pose that was fine. Then, I was asked to lay with my belly on the ground and both feet up in the air. Again: No, I will not lay like that because I am a man. And it’s hard to do with a Kel-Tec poking you in the hip bone. The wife was a bit annoyed. Now, this is not some masculine, macho thing where I don’t want to be captured on film looking gay. My thinking is that photographs should capture a natural state and not some contrived, fake scene. That’s what the news is for. And, well, people just don’t sit that way.
A pizza hut employee says he feared for his life when he shot at armed robbers. But the company says he violated policy and fired him.
Apparently, they’re more than your average thug. They train and are accustomed to being shot at. Frightening. Anyway, here’s some info the FBI compiled on cop killers.
The kind of man who wants the government to adopt and enforce his ideas is always the kind of man whose ideas are idiotic.
Stuff to do, like the zoo. Some quick things.
Drug tax collectors make the rounds.
The correct headline should be House Approves Funding Already Existing Gun Controls.
Send this to your mayor, if s/he is a member of an anti-gun group.
Gun locks are easy to break into. Watch an 11 year-old disable them.
The New Jersey State Supreme Court issued a blow Wednesday to the way municipalities use their power of eminent domain to acquire private land.
In an unanimous ruling, the court said that for land to be taken against the owner’s wishes it must be “blighted” and not merely “not fully productive.”
The ruling is a victory for private property rights but could make it more difficult to redevelop some communities.
It’s sort of a victory, I suppose. A real victory would have been because that’s unconstitutional.
Bill Hobbs has said it for years. Now, the TN state treasurer says so.
As a follow-up to my post yesterday reporting that the state budget may include nearly $1 billion in unconstitutional spending, Ben Cunningham has posted the video of an exchange on the state House floor between state Rep. Susan Lynn and State Treasurer Dale Sims in which Sims admits the Bredesen administration has violated the state constitution and state law in the way it calculates how much it may spend under the constitution’s “Copeland Cap,” an amendment voters added to the constitution in 1978.
Remember, I do this to entertain me, not you.
Uncle Pays the Bills
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