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Limited Time NRA Life Membership Deal from Midway

NRA Life MemberWe don’t know if anybody else is offering this, too. We got an email with this link from Midway on Sunday, and we presume you got the same link too, if you’re signed up for their regular emails.

It’s not quite as good as the incredible deal we brought to you in 2012 ($300!) but it’s pretty good. They also have discounts on shorter terms, even annual ($30), so the Life membership is for optimists: you need to live 20 years using your NRA benefits to break even, 21 to come out ahead (please, don’t make us do a net present value on this, guys — you know who you are — that’s how NRA can afford to do this. They have to set an accounting/actuarial reserve for the net present value of outstanding life memberships).

Before you pull the trigger, shop around. But with one of America’s two political parties having decided to make criminals of all gun owners, there’s never been a better time to be an NRA Life Member.

And this is a pretty good deal. While the limited-time discount price is double the 2012 price ($600 vs. $300) it still saves you $900, because life membership also has increased substantially. (Direct from the NRA, it now costs you $1500 instead of $1000).

Is there a downside to membership? Oh, yeah. To some extent the NRA is a junk-mail racket that wears a gun rights and safety nonprofit as Hannibal Lecter wore a skin, and you’ll get a lot of junk mail. To us, that’s offset by our large and deep recycle bin, into which all junk mail goes unread, and by the excellent membership magazines that NRA publishes. (We get the old standard American Rifleman but there are specialty mags for collectors, self-defenders, and gun-rights activists, and they’re all first-rate).

Friday Tour d’Horizon, Week 44

This week’s Tour d’Horizon is upon us. Too many tabs, too little time. UPDATE


I don’t wanna work, I just wanna bang on my gun all day.

Colt Super-Sizes the Competition Pistol

That would be .38 Super-sizes a pistol made for modern power-factored accuracy games. The blue grips are an acquired taste, kind of like goth girls with blue-koolaid hair. The press release mentions the .38 Super “cambering” but it all looks pretty straight to us:


“Competitors are very selective about the caliber they rely on to win matches,” said Mark Redl, Pro Shooter and Product Manager for Colt. “The .38 Super round has a lot of advantages in competition when considering power factor and capacity, and the 1911 platform offers many advantages as well. By offering our excellent Colt Competition Pistol™ in .38 Super, we allow match shooters who love that round to take advantage our well thought out, race-ready platform. It’s a winning combination.”

The Colt Competition Pistol™ (also available in .45 ACP and 9mm) offers several features that competitive shooters will appreciate, including Colt’s innovative Dual Spring Recoil System™ which reduces felt recoil and helps keep shots on target at critical moments. Other features include Novak’s new patent pending adjustable rear sight and fiber optic front sight, competition ergonomics including an undercut trigger guard and upswept beavertail safety, and a National Match® barrel. The Colt Competition Pistol™ in .38 Super with blued finish is SKU: O1983CCP and carries an MSRP of $999.

It’s not going to sell in humongous numbers, but it will save some shooters a bunch of money on custom work on a 1911, and be particularly appealing to competitors on a budget. Many of the mods competitors like are already in the pistol when it leaves Hartford. You can get similar firearms from many competitors, but the prancing pony still carries weight with the buying public.

Poly-Ticks: Gun Ban Groups Try Out a New Name

In South Carolina, local gun ban groups’ volunteer PR dolly Cynthia Roldán is test-flying a new name for the pressure groups that started off as the National Coalition to Ban Handguns and Gun Control Incorporated. “Ban” didn’t test well, so they tried the euphemism “control,” which didn’t test well, so they tried “gun safety,” about which they know less than our well-known illustration of the guy with the ventilated metatarsals, and when that, too, was exposed by their own words as a fig-leaf for “ban,” they launched the risible “gun sense.” As if “sense” were a synonym for “irrational terror.” That having reached its expiration date, as all propaganda based on falsehood must, the banners are now test-flying “gun reform.” The “reform” they want in the article is just “common sense,” like a mandatory 28-day waiting period, national computerized licensing and registration (something useful for, and only useful for, confiscation), and giving appointed police chiefs powers of decision over what citizens merit a right to self defense and which do not. (SC’s permit law was enacted for just that purpose in Jim Crow days).

"Ja, ze new name is 'Refform,' now papers, pliss."

“Ja, ze new name is ‘Refform,’ now papers, pliss.” (Extra WeaponsMan points for IDing the weapon the foreground Sturmmann has slung).

Just the common sense gun laws that were in force in Mitteleuropa on Kristallnacht. Reform indeed!

Usage and Employment

The hardware takes you only half way. The wetware in your brain housing group is what makes your weapons work. 

Nope, This is Not Lawful Self-Defense

Robert Antley started off with a good idea. His bike chop kept getting hit, over and over again, by burglars. The cops didn’t seem to care (really, in most cases, the cops don’t care about burglaries or other property crimes, not enough to meaningfully investigate them. They know the perps will drop in their laps sooner or later. So Antley resolved to stat sleeping in the shop. So far, so good.


And sure enough, along came two career skells, Michael Eller and José Gonzalez, a-bustin’ into the shop. And there was Antley, waiting, with a gun. All he needed to do was call 911, and two bums would learn that even when Crime Does Pay, there’s an expense side of the ledger.

Here the stories diverge. He says that he couldn’t call 911 because his phone battery was flat.

…Eller and Gonzalez told deputies, Antley allegedly made the two men strip down to their underwear and face a wall. The report said the burglars told deputies Antley jabbed the gun into both men’s sides and threatened to kill them.

Eller told deputies that at least an hour passed before Antley’s brother, Joshua, 24, and his girlfriend, Kathryn Pellicio, showed up.

Eller and Gonzalez said they were then led to a bathroom in the back of the store where they were beaten for more than an hour.


All five: the burglars, the owner, his brother, and bro’s girlfriend, got to ride in the limo with no inside door handles, and a judge is going to have to sort out the sheep from the goats.

You can go from lawful defender of life and (in some states) property to guy-in-the-mugshot just like that. So you have to, either, call the cops before inflicting vigilante justice on your burglars, or inflict the vigilante justice instead of calling the cops. Only one course of action is legal; but would anybody but their probation or parole officers miss the likes of Eller and Gonzalez?

Some Valuable Advice

Sure, this is a gag. But did you know the Dalai Lama is actually a supporter of armed self-defense? He is.


Cops ‘n’ Crims

Cops bein’ cops, crims bein’ crims. The endless Tom and Jerry show of crime and (sometimes instantaneous) punishment. This week, we have a local ‘Shire bias in the stories.

The Cop Was a Crim, I

julian-archuleta-mugshotMeet Julian Archuleta, late of the Denver PD. We’re on record that dash and body cams exonerate a lot more cops than they incriminate (in largest part, we think, because most cops are not crims). But Archuleta, an exception, was undone by his own body cam, when he couldn’t resist the temptation of a drug dealer’s cash roll left behind in a wrecked car.

Archuleta did more than just take photos after sifting through the car and finding some of the suspect’s clothes, which had been removed by paramedics.

The 12-year department veteran is observed in his own body camera footage finding a stack of cash with a $100 bill on top hidden in one of the suspect’s pieces of clothing, an arrest report says.

Fortunately, there was a cell freed up for Archuleta — because of his misconduct, detectives had to cut the dope peddler loose.

One Law for Commoners, One for Celebrities

This is an old mugshot, but then, he has an awful lot of them.

This is an old mugshot, but then, he has an awful lot of them.

Rapper manqué Coolio (aka, as his lengthy rap sheet says, Artis Leon Ivey Jr.), was one of those knuckleheads who carries a gun into an airport and gets caught by the TSA and arrested by local law enforcement. Where LA County’s “celebrities walk” corrupt criminal justice culture kicked into high gear, and he walked out of jail a free man, despite not only carrying the gun into LAX, or even that and carrying the gun when he’s a felon with a lifetime prohibition, but also carrying a gun that was stolen in the first place.

He was well coached to Say The Right Thing, so as not to endanger his ongoing Hollywood earnings.

It was a misunderstanding. I do not condone the use of firearms, legal or illegal. Thanks to the court and the attorneys handing this for me so I can still do the work that I do.

How do you misunderstand a stolen, loaded Glock into your backpack, when you’re already a three-time loser on felony charges. (What, “three strikes you’re out?” Silly peasant. That’s for the little people. This is at least #4 for Coolio).

Coolio family values: his son is not Artis III, he’s “Grtis,” but he’s a chip off the old block with a violent and prison record. (Maybe we should geld felons. How many generations of crimbeciles is enough?)

No word on whether the prosecutor, Richard Santiago, and the nameless judge who cut this sweet deal with this sour thug were paid off with cash, or just an autograph.

The Cop Was a Crim, II

Open wide!

Open wide!

A New Hampshire deputy is in prison out of state for rape — he was transporting a female prisoner, and he let nature follow its course, and then the law followed its course. Cons, like kids, can’t consent. Now he’s an RSO, and in prison. The article is worth reading because most of it is not about this foolish fellow, but about the National Decertification Index, a master list that some 39 states subscribe to, to blacklist LEOs found to have committed misconduct. This protects those jurisdictions from unknowingly hiring a problem child from another state or municipality. Another five states do blacklist cops, but only internally, and the remaining six don’t disqualify cops at all.

For what it’s worth, a lot of cops and corrections officers get in sex trouble with suspects and inmates. Not a large percentage, because most cops have enough control of their urges and enough common sense, but enough of them that almost everybody knows of one and almost every large jurisdiction had to deal with one. Learn from the other guy’s experience so you don’t have to learn from your own. Thus endeth the lesson. (It also suggests that you might not want to schedule transports that leave one inmate alone with one officer. It’s mostly a male-female and secondarily a female-female problem).

Justice for a Defamed Dean

Rolling Stone magazine and writer Sabrina Rubin Erdely were found responsible for defaming University of Virginia dean Nicole Eramo. In a report titled “A Rape on Campus,” Erdely wrote a lurid story of how a UVA co-ed was violently raped by an entire fraternity, and savaged Eramo for alleged cruelty to the “rape victim.” But there was never a rape: Erdely and one of her sources made the whole thing up, and the magazine’s editors never checked. They were cool with fabrication, as long as it was helping newsstand sales.

After the verdict, the magazine uttered a very strange sorry-not-sorry statement in which they at once minimized Erdely’s deliberate fabrication as “journalistic mistakes… missteps…” and defended the made-up story as “the highest reporting and ethical standards, and with a humanistic point of view,” that tried “to tackle the very serious and complex topic of sexual assault on college campuses.”

Yeah, by making it up.

Evidence presented in the trial showed that Erdely and her editors had already framed the article, including the “heartless dean” angle, according to a preselected Narrative™ before she went to the campus and started reporting.

That’s journalism, these days. In the next phase of the trial, the defamed dean’s lawyers will argue that Rolling Stone and the journalistic fabricator Erdeley should pay up, and their lawyers will argue the “bitch had it coming” position.

Eramo, the defamed dean, may never see a dime, but Erdely will be back at work making things up in no time, based on the experience of past fabricators from Peter Arnett, Mike Barnicle and Dan Rather to Michael Bellesiles, Steven Glass and Jayson Blair. Because it’s what reporters do. 

Butterfingered Cops Catch Unpaid Suspensions

In NYFC, crims are getting away from the NYPD. A lot — to wit, seven escapes from custody since June. The latest, a skinny shoplifter named Barry Tune, slipped out of the cuffs, the car, and the custody of officers Leoncio Montezuma and Ruben Salce-Aleman.

Both officers caught 30 days unpaid, followed by retraining, and transfer to a new precinct from the much sought-after Lower Manhattan First Precinct. (There’s usually openings in the 44th in the South Bronx, for some reason. What’s the over-under on at least one of these fellows winding up there, on mid-shift?)

Tune? You might outrun the police man but you can’t outrun the police radio. He’s in jail. No doubt after complaining during his perp promenade, that the cuffs were on too tight.

The Perils of Kathleen: She’s a Con, Baby

kane-in-kuffsIn the aftermath of Kane’s sentencing there isn’t much new news, as she’s free for a month before she even has to file her appeal, which could take months itself. Still, there’s a few things. And we thought we’d reward all of you who have suffered through months of Kane trivia with the picture to the right (it embiggens, like most do, with a click).

Truly, it breaks our heart to see an up-and-coming anti-gun politician put on the lifetime firearms ban of the convicted felon… wait, no. No, it doesn’t.

Amazingly, this year’s Dem candidate for AG, Josh Shapiro, is even more anti-gun than Kane (he is a big Kane supporter who donated thousands to her campaign and/or get-out-of-jail funds).

  • Item 31 Oct: Jailbirds Use Kane’s Disbarment to Get Out of Jail FreeOr they try to. In the instant case, a kiddie-porn-collecting perv named Matthew Swanger, argued that because he was prosecuted by an AG appointee, during the period in which the AG had no law license, he should walk. To quote the Beatles, “The judge did not agree, and he tells him so, oh oh oh.” Well, denied his usual recreation, Swanger has the next 28 to 76 years to work on his appeals.
  • Item 31 Oct: Kane Betrayed the Public Trust, says a letter to the editor approving her prison sentence. With a prison sentence, justice has been served.
  • Item 30 Oct: 5 Key Stories in the Wake of Kathleen Kane’s Sentencing. We think we covered all these last week, but if you want the key news in one place, this article’s OK.

She’s still in the news. How can we miss her, when Pennsylvania is taking its good sweet time putting her away?

Unconventional (and current) Warfare

What goes on in the battlezones of the world — and preparation of the future battlefields.

The Navy’s Getting Along Fine without Ratings!

broadside-naval-ratingsHat tip, Old NFO. (Who was in the navy so long ago, it still had men (and -men) in it!)

The Army Celebrates Sexual Minorities, I


Ever notice how all the Unique and Special Snowflakes™ are in MI Branch? Not for nothing is the branch brass called “The Shafted Pansy.” How many paragraphs of whiny entitlement can you get through? More than we did, probably.

How’s Them Refugees Working Out for You?

In la belle France, the answer seems to be, “Pas bon.” Pity, but scarcely unexpected.

The Army Celebrates Sexual Minorities, II

Hillary promises to “Draft our Daughters.” Hey, as long as they don’t have to serve under Princess Chelsea of Wall Street.

They Swiped the LAW, and the Law Won

Things you should not take home from the Army for $500, Alex: The M72A5 Light Antiarmor Weapon. And if you do take one home, don’t run your mouth about it. Especially, don’t use it as a party favor and have everybody and his brother take selfies with it. (That’s not legal advice, because a lawyer would not give you advice about this: he’d just slap you upside the head). Anthony Laitta, Victor Naranjo and Kyle Nespory…

…all pleaded guilty to their charges, but received reduced sentences because of mental anguish brought about by war.

Lord love a duck. Laitta (or Liatta, the story uses both spellings), the one who actually stole the rocket, pled to a felony, the others, misdemeanors; all got a year of probation. But believe it or not, the case is not over. Because…

The supply clerk who turned a blind eye as Liatta stole the device … Keller Bellu, faces charges of possession of stolen explosive materials and possession of an unregistered destructive device— both felonies, for which he is a fugitive at large….

Lord love another duck.

Veterans’ Issues

Is it time to disband this thing yet, and letting all its bloatoverhead seek its own level in the Dreaded Private Sector™?

Let’s Stop Treating Pain to Fight Opioid Abuse

Some SES genius at VA, Linda Schwartz, (one that NPR really loves and keeps interviewing) says she’s figured out why so many vets have drug problems.

[W]e ask every time somebody comes in. We ask them to rate their pain from one to ten. So you’re calling attention to the pain…. Through many tragedies, actually, of overdosing, or too many medications, it has become abundantly clear that VA has to change

So they’re not going to ask about pain any more! Problem solved.

Is it time to disband this thing yet?

Item: Get That Book Out of Here

Some things are just too dangerous to let veterans have them. Like the Bible.


Mikey Weinstein: portrait by Hieronymus Bosch

Militant atheist of Jewish extraction (deracinated; sensible Jews don’t want to claim him, either) Mikey Weinstein heads an anti-Christian group called the Military Religious Freedom Foundation, which seeks to impose state atheism — Weinstein’s own religion — as the established religion of the United States. On learning that there was a Bible in a waiting room in a Chillicothe, Ohio VA clinic, Weinstein wrote a nasty letter demanding its removal, and threatening a lawsuit.

(Weinstein and his son both graduated the Air Force Academy, but turned their back on the troops and became lawyers).

The VA immediately removed the bible. Hey, it was probably making some of the demons in the Senior Executive Service ranks uncomfortable. Like it does Mikey Weinstein.

Tick, tock…

VA Drags Feet on Reform

Yeah, no doubt that will just flat shock you. But that’s the GAO finding, as reported at Stars and Stripes, and in the GAO report here[.pdf].

It’s about time for something. The fat lady is running through some scales in her dressing room.

It’s Bonus Season Again

And the VA senior executives have examined themselves and found themselves deserving of almost $200 million in bonuses. 300 SES officials get over $10k each, and another 189,000 rank and file vet abusers get just under $1k apiece, on average.

Ah, but that’s just the good ones, right? Let’s quote a bit:

Among those receiving bonuses were:

Dr. Darren Deering, who was fired as chief of staff of the Phoenix VA … for … “negligent performance of duties and failure to provide effective oversight.” Deering was paid a $5,000 bonus in February 2016.

Jack Hetrick … who retired after receiving a notice of pending removal [firing] ….in February 2016. He had received a $12,705 bonus on Jan. 10. …Barbara Temeck, acting chief of staff at the Cincinnati VAMC, was prescribing medication to Hetrick’s wife without a proper license. Also, employees claimed … cost-cutting measures hurt quality of care. Hetrick was suspended … The VA … did find misconduct in Temeck providing prescriptions and other medical care to members of Hetrick’s family. Temeck was paid a $5,000 bonus in January 2016

Stella S. Fiotes … executive director of VA’s Office of Construction and Facilities Management ….responsible for planning, design and construction of … VA facility in Denver that was hundreds of millions of dollars over budget. In September, a bipartisan group of lawmakers asked the Justice Department to investigate whether Fiotes and other VA executives lied to conceal the massive cost overruns. She received a bonus of $9,120 in January 2016. She received a bonus of $8,985 in January 2015.

The bonus is just part of the entitlement package. And these are the worst of the worst, because it’s all but impossible to terminate a dud at VA. It needs the moral equivalent of “nuke the planet from orbit, it’s the only way to be sure.”

What time is it, kids?

Army Backs Off Attempt to Screw Reservist

The Army’s well-connected contractors who mishandle military medical programs like to play games with “line of duty” determinations for on-duty reservists and Guardsmen. But they hate being called on it. In the case of a New Hampshire man serving in a USAR Cyber Command element at Fort Devens, the contractors folded as soon as the press got involved.

Capt. Shane Morgan, 43, an Army veteran of the war in Afghanistan who is now in the Reserve, suffered a heart attack during a drill weekend at Fort Devens in Massachusetts last November.

He and his wife, Jaime, have been battling ever since to get the Army to cover his medical expenses. At issue: whether his heart attack, which occurred during a mandatory physical fitness test, was a “line of duty” illness.

Last month, the Army informed Morgan it had determined his illness was not in the line of duty, and thus was not eligible for coverage by the military insurance program.

Like the VA, every dollar used to provide services is a dollar those payroll patriots would rather spend on themselves. But in this case a little sunlight cleared things up (if you’re on duty when the illness strikes, it’s line of duty, but nobody handling these medical programs has a shred of integrity).

Lord Love a Duck!

The weird and wonderful (or creepy) that we didn’t otherwise get to. 

Don’t Forget to Set Your Clock Back 700 Years

Here’s a picture for you.


It’s All Journalism Until You Go Off Narrative

phelim-mcaleerWriter and filmmaker Phelim McAleer discovered that life as a pack animal in the journalism pack goes sideways when one goes off The Narrative®. He wound up threatened, assaulted, and for half an hour, held hostage.

In his native Northern Ireland? Hell, no. In North Dakota, USA.

The protest …[is]… an example of how to “live with Grace” as “peaceful and prayerful Water Protectors” in the face of Rubber Bullets, actor Mark Ruffalo explained.

Shailene Woodley, [actress], said the protests are “rooted in ceremony and prayer” and that the only violence was from the police, who were attacking “native grandmothers and children who were smudging sage and singing songs.”

Well, I went to North Dakota to meet these water protectors and hear their prayers and see the sage being smudged. What could go wrong?

At first it was fun. I’m from Northern Ireland, so I was welcomed by the Native American leaders, many of whom had been to Belfast.

Day Two wasn’t so peaceful. As a journalist, I decided it was time for some tough questions. Most of the protesters were from out of state. So how did they square the circle of using vehicles driven by oil to protest an oil pipeline? Their tents were also made of plastic — an oil-based product. Was that not hypocritical, I asked? Some denied this, others complained capitalism made them do it, and others just walked away.

Protesters? The usual suspects.

Protesters? The usual suspects.

At this point, the protesters, and their Acela Corridor managers, controllers and financiers, were familiar with capital-J Journalists™. They were the happy volunteer PR executives of The Movement®, the shapers and defenders and guardians of The Narrative®. McAleer deeply disturbed them. He was Off Narrative®.

He needed to be taught a lesson. If he would not join The Movement® from conviction like air-headed actors, he would be brought into line.

With terror.

By the fourth interview the mood turned.

A young man claiming to be “security” came up and grabbed my microphone. I wouldn’t let go. He dragged me across the field — just for asking questions.

But worse was to follow, as my crew and I fled to our car.

When we tried to drive off, we were surrounded by cars and people. Two trucks blocked our way forward, and another pulled up tight behind. We couldn’t move. These weren’t grandmothers burning sage. They were angry, young masked men banging on the windows — threatening to slash our tires, demanding we exit the vehicle. Some warned that if we didn’t get out and hand over our footage then “we can’t control what’s gonna happen next.”

As we tried to call the police, they warned that the cops wouldn’t come onto the campsite — they hadn’t yet after two months of protests. I’m an Irish nationalist who grew up under British rule in Ireland, but according to those attacking my car I was “part of the problem with my settler mentality.”


Then they started shaking the car. That was when it became really scary. We were in the middle of North Dakota with very poor cellphone service and trying to call 911 was proving difficult.

We leave as an exercise for the reader, an enumeration of the things that Phelim McAleer and his crew did wrong up to this point.


We’re not sure if this was the same incident, or some other riot. The protest organizers seem to be fishbelly-white New Yorkers from Democracy Now, International ANSWER, all the usual suspects.

In the end, the police came and even they made no inroads against the mob until they called for reinforcements, to wit, a SWAT team.

Don’t listen to reports that this is some kind of touchy-feely sage-sniffing lovefest. These were thugs who hated journalists asking tough questions. They love journalists and celebrities who portray them as peaceful and ask easy questions that address none of their lies or contradictions.

Such fellow travelers never ask why the protesters are claiming the pipeline is desecrating a sacred site when it’s actually just following an existing pipeline. The journalists have never asked for evidence that these sacred sites even exist.

And the incidents are getting uglier and uglier. A few days after our incident, a protester pulled a gun on police trying to arrest her at a confrontation. She fired three shots and has now been charged with attempted murder.

In another incident, a pipeline worker was attacked, his truck rammed, destroyed and looted by “protesters,” and he had to defend his threatened life with an AR-15 (wthout firing… he didn’t have enough ammunition for all of them). In an attempt to provoke him into firing, protesters fired a flare gun at him.

Of course, the organizers of these protests are the same organizers behind Black Criminals’ Lives Matter and, before that, Occupy Mom’s Basement, etc. To quote a GEICO ad, “that’s what they do,” and they’re riding on seven-plus years of official encouragement and loose handling.

As far as the Indians go, they’re being played by the same New York and DC professional agitators who levered the black guys out of the actual decision-making leadership of Black Criminals’ Lives Matter.

They’re being well-funded by someone (or someones). Some suggest that it’s all-purpose real-life Bond villain, former Holocaust collaborator George Soros, but what are the odds? There has to be some mischief that he’s not directly behind, and this just might be it. The same goes double for Vladimir Vladimirovich; although funding restive Indians would certainly appeal to his robust sense of humor, his interests are closer to home.

Crime and Punishment, with CS Lewis (Illustrated)

This is absolutely brilliant. Man of letters (and Christian) C.S. Lewis examines crime and punishment from a philosophical angle — illustrated! What do we do with criminals? Do we punish them? Do we try to educate them out of criminality? Do we try to cure them of the malady of crime?

Lewis’s point is that only a punitive justice system addresses the key fact at the root of crime: it is moral failure, not absence of education or the presence of some toxin or pathogen. This is, indeed, the only just and moral way to think about crime and punishment.

No murderer is so ill-educated that he thinks that what he’s doing is all OK. No burglar is driven to steal in the way a flu victim is driven to sneeze.

It says something that no one making public policy today talks about crime and criminals in the harsh tone and judgmental words of the long-dead Lewis. (Dunno who narrates this, but his voice is perfect for the part, too).


Criminals and Bad Language

CensoredTwo stories here show you just how pervasive the use of foul language is in America’s most privileged minority: the Criminal-American community.

ITEM: Mothers of the Old South

Criminal investigators were dealing with a tough case. They had a pretty good idea of how the murder happened, but not why or — crucially — by whom.

And then one day, a kid walked into Homicide and told them the whole story. The victim had been arguing with a fellow the kid knew only by street name. The victim used a racial slur. Street Name lost his grip and proceeded to stab, beat and kick the victim until he was tango uniform. The cops pulled Street Name in the computer, put his mug in a lineup, and showed the six-pack to the kid. Boom. They had their motive, and crucially, their perp, nailed down.

“Why did you come down to us?” one of the cops asked, knowing the kid was flying in the face of the “stop snitching” ethos of the streets.

“My momma,” the kid said solemnly, “told me to get down here and talk to you motherbleepers.”

The motherbleepers were suitably gratified.

ITEM: What the Feds?

You would think that being on parole would chasten the average guy, or, if nothing else, at least teach him that crime doesn’t pay for him, regardless of how rewarding it might be for those fortunate enough to have their own Global Initiative. But, being on parole is also a sign of sub-optimal judgment, which can be quite a general failing in that population.

f_the_fedsAnother sign of sub-optimal judgment is getting tattoos like the one on the right.

And yes, he’s in the custody of his beloved Feds. (Beloved? Yeah. He loves them so much, he wants to bleep them). On a parole violation on a Fed sentence for (what else?) gun trafficking.

He’s being kept on ice — by Feds, of course — until his date with the judge, after which he will be decanted back into the tender embrace of the Bureau of Prisons. The Federal Bureau of Prisons.

Meanwhile, his tattoo is providing all the various toilers in the vineyards of Federal justice a great deal of entertainment.

Some people serve only as bad examples… others, as objects of mirth. Occasionally someone manages to unify the two possibilities.

What if You Ran a Whole Country Like the VA? The TSA?

Flag_of_VenezuelaThe answer has always been there, throughout history: top-down, central management-by-bureaucrat of an economy fails. Always it ends in a crater. The bigger the nation (think France under the Bourbons, or the Soviet Union), the bigger the crater when from each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs, as interpreted by bureaucrats, comes home.

The latest example is, of course, Venezuela (although the next might be the USA. We have no shortage of Chavistas among our would-be “political scientists”). The whole nation is going the way of Obamacare, with ways and means diverging ever more from needs and expectations. The government is holding the lid on with force. That works, until it fails: “gradually, then suddenly.”

Peter Wilson, a US expat turned enthusiastic Chavista, has become disillusioned and repatriated himself, and tells the sad story of the country in a long, thoughtful piece at Foreign Policy.

I left Venezuela. It was perhaps the most difficult decision in my life, even after a wave of armed robberies in my village and mounting shortages of food, medicine, and spare parts that have made lives a constant struggle for survival.

Sometimes it seemed to me that only President Nicolás Maduro and I would remain in the country, which has seen 1.5 million inhabitants flee to seek better lives abroad since Chávez’s swearing-in as president in 1999. The exodus shows no sign of easing. In fact, it will probably get worse.

Venezuela is on the edge of a political crisis that could push it into a protracted and violent conflict along the lines of Colombia’s civil war. …Maduro may be difficult to topple, even if polls suggesting that 80 percent of the country’s 30 million inhabitants want him gone.

Even if he leaves office, Venezuela will need years to recuperate from the damage wracked by the socialist revolution spearheaded by Chávez and carried on by Maduro. The economy is in shatters, a victim of mass expropriations of local businesses and industries. Twelve years of price and foreign exchange controls, state giveaways, and rampant corruption have pauperized Venezuela.

Just 12 years! But then, when fewer years of Obamacare have turned one’s $680 premium to $2000, one’s deductible from $2k to $6k, and one’s monthly med co-pays from $24 to $440, one gets the sense that it can happen here, and what happened to the hapless Venezuelans has nothing to do with any of their supposed national institutions or characteristics.

If a foreign nation had done it to Venezuela, they’d be at war already. Industrial production approaches a nullity, even as inflation soars to 500 percent per annum. There are fuel shortages in a nation with immense oil reserves. Women die in childbirth, and babies die of 19th-Century ills, summoned like demons from the books of medical history. Diabetics die. Cancer patients die. Cardiovascular disease? You die. The old and the young die. Infectious diseases kill, and one of the best ways to catch one is to go to the fllthy, ill-equipped hospitals.

The Soviet Union is in the history books as a failed state, but diabetics got insulin.

And then there’s the crime, largely linked to political militias, and sustained in part by massive public corruption — corruption that becomes greater and greater the longer that public probity is not rewarded.

This year, about 30,000 people in a country of 30 million will be murdered. In 92 percent of the cases, their killers will never be arrested. By contrast, about 13,000 Americans will lose their lives to crime this year — but that’s with a population 11 times that of Venezuela. Venezuela’s capital, Caracas, now has the world’s highest murder rate. And seven other Venezuelan cities are in the world’s top 50.

That makes Chicongo look like Monaco, for crying out loud.

We saw the toll in my little village of 2,000 souls. And yet, I felt we were relatively safe until I began tallying the body count. In my 10 years in Tasajera, I counted at least six murders, three kidnappings in which the victims were held for more than a day, and more than 50 armed robberies. …..

My neighbors begged the police to do something to stop the carnage. They replied they didn’t have the resources. When my neighbors finally caught two thugs in flagrante and were in the process of lynching them, cooler heads prevailed and someone called the police. When the officers arrived hours later, they asked my neighbors why they hadn’t finished what they had started, especially as they had taken their time coming up the hill.

After being kidnapped himself, he decided, finally, to go. This one-time social justice warrior’s initial love for Chavez and his “social experiments aimed at reducing poverty and creating a more just society” had burned out, and the question that people marvel at is: what took him so long?

He offers an explanation that might be familiar to many citizens of failed states:

We have been hoping all along that Venezuela would get better. We didn’t think it would get any worse. We comforted ourselves that once you hit rock bottom, there’s no place to go but up. After all, how bad could things get? Each time we were proven wrong.

He would probably reject the idea that he had “gone Galt.” The dystopia that Hugo Chávez and his less-talented follow-on caudillo Nicolás Maduro have created, though, bears a passing resemblance to the dystopia that Ayn Rand imagined in her dense, didactic novel. It differs mostly in being much less benign.

Maduro and his coterie will not leave of their own free will, and yet, they have a death grip on every institution in Venezuelan society, and, amazing though this is, international supporters. (These international supporters include the Vatican, which has worked to undermine the opposition). Maduro’s support in Venezuela is bought, and wafer-thin: but it is the Venezuelans themselves who must effect regime change, and it will be very difficult, as all the levers of power seem to end in Maduro’s hands. But those levers themselves are made up of people, largely disaffected people; when it begins, the preference cascade will be fast.

But the lure of Chavismo is ever there, and some time after the Venezuelans free themselves, no doubt with great expenditure of blood, tears, sweat and toil, some other country will snap at the tasty baits of “equality” and “fairness” and the page-locked beauty of from each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs. May the good Lord grant that country not be ours.

Updates 1400

The Atlantic has a similar despairing view of Venezuela, from a Venezuelan expat in the USA. Dean Weingarten at Gun Watch notes a 2nd Amendment angle (to wit, the Venezuelans have no gun rights, and the regime has numerous paid, armed, lawless supporters).

Friday Tour d’Horizon, Week 43

This week’s Tour d’Horizon is upon us. Too many tabs, too little time.


I don’t wanna work, I just wanna bang on my gun all day.

Colt Empties a Corner

An area where they used to do something else is stripped to the industrial parquet floor. Why? Ah, says Colt in tones like Number Two, the Interim Number One: “That would be telling!


“We cleared out the space… but what’s going here? Stay Tuned. 2017 is going to be exciting.”

Colt new products can be hard to get hold of, but 2016 has seen not just the return of the Delta Elite (well tested at, but the race-ready Colt Competition Pistol, the 1911 Rail Gun, and “the Colt Combat Unit™ carbine featuring Colt’s first production mid-length gas system,” they proudly announced last week (and that we featured on Wednesday).

German Space Age Stocks

Now this CQR Stock from HERA GmbH (Highgrade European Research for small Arms) may be an acquired taste…

hera-arms-space-ageWe acquired the image via TFB, the product is not yet on the company’s European website or their US importer’s. They even have a CA-legal version, doesn’t fold and the triangular area behind the grip is filled with a flat plate. They also make rails and other accessories.

Coming soon to a low-budget sci-fi flick in your local metroplex….

American Space Age Stocks

This stock looks a lot like the HERA.


To an even greater extent than the somewhat Hollywood HERA, it looks Hollywood (which is not a term of approbation in SF). It’s more syled than designed.









That’s not surprising, because it’s reportedly a collaboration between Chris Ha and Hollywood artist Vitaly Bulgarov. There doesn’t appear to be any physical product at this time, just rendering. They say sometime in 2017, which we guess makes it officially vaporware. There’s an even more vaporous CA/NJ compliant version promised.

Usage and Employment

The hardware takes you only half way. The wetware in your brain housing group is what makes your weapons work. 

The Effective Range of a Restraining Order is Zero Meters, #34621

Instead of issuing a warrant for a stalking estranged husband’s arrest, an Indiana judge summonsed him for Monday. Over the weekend, Anthony Russell committed “gun violence,” as the ban groups call it, by killing himself. After killing Laura Russell brutally — by slashing her to ribbons with a knife.

She went to the cops, she went to the judge. The judge says, “Sorry ’bout that,” now. She should have gone to the gun shop.

If you’re a woman, the delta between your strength and the average guy’s is more than you think. Since you’re probably not an exception to the first law of relationships, to wit, “Chicks Dig Jerks,” get a gun and learn to shoot it.

Cops ‘n’ Crims

Cops bein’ cops, crims bein’ crims. The endless Tom and Jerry show of crime and (sometimes instantaneous) punishment. This week, we have a local ‘Shire bias in the stories.

The Cop Was a Crim, ‘Shire Edition

David Burris, 37, was a probation-parole officer last year. (He might still be: the department is keeping mum about his status). But this year, he has other problems, notably an indictment.

Burris, 37, of Pembroke is facing three felony counts of reckless conduct for shooting at a car driven by Andrew Holmes outside of a Raymond home on the night of Dec. 1.

Prosecutors say that Burris fired his weapon three times at a moving car driven by Holmes.

Holmes wound up arrested on an unrelated warrant. Police and prosecutors (from an adjacent county to mitigate conflicts of interest) have said very little about the case, but Burris could get 3½ to 7 years on each felony “reckless conduct” charge.

Standoff Leaders Acquitted

To the surprise of everyone, including the defense attorneys and the judge, the jury in the trial of seven leaders of a quixotic lands protest, including brothers Ammon and Ryan Bundy, returned “not guilty” verdicts. The seven and others had occupied a seasonally disused shack at an Eastern Oregon wildlife refuge as, as near as we can figure out, a protest against Federal lands policy.

The government had been so confident a Portland jury would convict the seven that there were no plan or provisions for releasing them if acquitted. The judge, Anna Brown, angrily announced that Ammon Bundy, at least, would not be released, because he awaits another trial in Nevada. Bundy’s attorney, Marcus Mumford, began yelling at the judge at that point, and she had him beaten, tased, and arrested.

Cops (in this case, US Marshals), as we have frequently said, will do what they’re ordered to do.

The case may have failed at the very end, when US Attorney Billy J. Williams had prosecutors display the firearms the protesters had, suggesting that firearms possession was proof of criminality.

…finishing with a display of more than 30 guns seized after the standoff. An FBI agent testified that 16,636 live rounds and nearly 1,700 spent casings were found.

There was, in fact, nothing unlawful about the guns per se, and suggesting that they were makes one wonder if Williams badly misread his own handpicked entirely urban, largely liberal jury, and misread more general American attitudes about firearms.

A very wide range of outcomes stalked the protestors. Bundy associate LaVoy Finicum was shot dead when this group were taken into custody in a road ambush, and numerous smaller fish have pled guilty to various Federal charges and been sentenced to long terms in Federal prisons. Some more small fry remain to be tried.

Mother of the Year Nominee

deslongchampsThe competition is always fierce, but here’s another nominee for Mother of the Year.

Prosecutors on Thursday brought new felony charges against Deborah Deslongchamps, who was ordered held on $250,000 cash bail at her video arraignment in Derry (NH) circuit court.

Yikes! What’d she do?

Deslongchamps, 45, faces two counts of attempted murder and one count of first-degree assault.

The new charges are in addition to the original felony charges of reckless conduct and false imprisonment and one misdemeanor count of endangering the welfare of a child.

Yikes, but what’d she do?

The charges accuse Deslongchamps of attempting to commit first-degree murder by holding the firearm to her daughter’s head at one point and firing toward her inside their Candia home.

Police said the shot was fired as her daughter was escaping the house through a side door. The door was struck, but her daughter wasn’t injured.

Deslongchamps is also accused of firing another shot inside the house.

The story reports that she’s been suffering from mental health issues for years, and is battling “a mental health crisis”.

Well, why in the name of Niffleheim is she not locked up in a room with neoprene wallpaper?

You Have to Love a Headline Like this:

Arsonist Charged with Kidnapping.

The guy had been released from a token eight-month dip in prison for the arsons. So why call him an arsonist? Is it “burn one building (and two cars) and you’re an ‘arsonist’ for life? Or is it that the paper can’t call a kidnapper a kidnapper until the conviction (or plea) comes in?

That makes us wonder if the criminal justice community will ever embrace a logical sentencing proposal, like 10-20-Life. This guy would have been out of circulation at the time of this crime! But anyway, here’s what he did this time:

Jason Clairmont, 38, formerly of Gilmanton and Laconia, is charged with beating a man on June 24 in Clairmont’s apartment on Ormand Street, breaking his arm, then forced the alleged victim into his truck and left him in Chichester.

Concord Lt. Tim O’Malley said Clairmont faces a single charge of second-degree assault, a single charge of kidnapping, two counts of simple assault, one count of felony criminal threatening and one count of obstruction of the reporting of a crime.

He said the alleged victim was found on the side of the road by Chichester Police and that it appeared the altercation between him and Clairmont was over money.

Doesn’t really seem like a dispute resolution method used among nature’s noblemen, but what do we know? In any event, some dudes just need to be locked up.  And yes, that is our answer for everything. (He is locked up, for now. The DOC has not yet revoked his parole on the arsons, but then, he hasn’t made bail on the kidnapping and assault, either).

It’s Not “Play Rasslin'” When She Says Stop

terrence_jean_jacquesSo this guy is some kind of minor-league pro wrestler, a low-brow entertainment thing that is even more fake than the rest of pro sports. And he seems to have missed the message in the way that even fake wrestling organizes athletes into weight classes.

Terrance Jean-Jacques, 24… faces charges of assault, battery, kidnapping, witness intimidation, destruction of property and threatening to commit a crime.

We love that one, “threatening to commit a crime.” That jurisdiction — he was in court in Haverhill, Massachusetts — must not have a penalty for “mopery with intent to lurk.”

What did he did? Apparently he had a somewhat physical argument with an on-again, off-again girlfriend/baby-momma. It couldn’t have been too physical, because he’s a 230-lb gorilla and she wasn’t hurt. She doesn’t appear willing to testify against him, but they can prosecute him on the statement she gave cops the night of. (This is pretty common, actually). The whole thing makes the pair of them look like they add up to one average IQ. And yes, they’ve already reproduced.

Holy crap, Idiocracy was a documentary.

It Isn’t Always the Police K-9 That Gets You

raul-natarenoThe bum in the selfie is one Raúl Natareno, a genius who thought it was a bright idea to do a home invasion on his drug dealer with a couple of buddies. The buddies were caught immediately, but Raúl almost got away, hiding in a shed. Until the homeowner’s dog elected himself K-9 Auxiliary.

The intense land-and-air search put the Village on the Lamprey neighborhood and other nearby residents on edge, but in the end it was a 9-year-old beagle named Lucky who smelled trouble in her backyard and gave police the break they needed.

The Barbosas said Lucky was inside the house when she began barking around 3:30 p.m., more than two hours after the search began.
As soon they opened the door to the back deck to let her out, Lucky made a mad dash toward their backyard shed.

Lucky was happy just to observe and report; the pros took it from there. Fine job of community policing, and Raúl is where all armed robbers need to go, stoner or not: crowbar motel.

Udo and Nina Barbosa with their volunteer K-9 cop, Lucky.

Udo and Nina Barbosa with their volunteer K-9 cop, Lucky.

What can you say except, “Good dog!”

(Update: something you normally only see in Hollywood, but it really happened at least once: the rip crew in this case was a white guy, a black guy, and a hispanic guy. Most criminals associate primarily with same-race criminals).

Saving the Taxpayers’ Money

One down, one to go.

One down, one to go.

Some people would criticize Veronique Henry for killing herself. But as the career criminal faced dual murder, robbery and conspiracy charges along with her husband Paul, she should probably be celebrated for saving the taxpayers a lot of money.

The Henrys fatally shot Foday Cheeks, 31, and Danielle Taylor, 26, before ordering two other women and two boys, aged 12 and 14 years old, to hand over their cell phones and keep their heads down, according to investigators.

The couple then asked where the drugs were stashed and searched all over the house, police said. They left without finding any, telling the witnesses they would shoot them if they moved from their spot on the floor, according to the state police.

Arrested soon after, the couple were locked up, and Veronique took her own life within 24 hours.

Sure, it’s hard on the corrections officers who had to clean her cell up after she hanged herself, but it’s a multilevel win for the taxpayers. Now if only her husband will follow suit….

Every Headline Stresses “Former Soldier” and “Terrorism”

Its part of the media depiction of soldiers and veterans as damaged goods. The former soldier’s name, one that seems to come up more than you’d expect in terrorism cases: “Mohamed.” He’s an immigrant and naturalized citizen, just planning the attacks native Americans won’t do. A supporter of fundamentalist mohammedanism and follower of Anwar al-Awlaki, Mo had joined the National Guard, in which he rose to the exalted rank of private, and does not seem to have attended much training before being U’d out for nonattendance at drills.

The Perils of Kathleen: If it’s not good-bye yet, it’s not good

There’s really one major Kane story this week: Monday she was sentenced to 10-23 months in state pen. (Which is not the same as Penn State). Of course, she got a deal you wouldn’t get: not only could she have caught 28 years, she gets to stay out on token bail pending appeal.

A key factor in her sentence appears to have been her post-conviction preening, announcing she “had no regrets.” Lesson to all you future defendants out there, let your lawyers do your talking until the rubble is done bouncing, or it may bite you, as it has Kane, in the wrinkly old hind end.

We wrote last week: “Anything short of prison is disloyalty to the people of Pennsylvania, but a walk-out-of-court seems to be what the Establishment is queueing up for one of its own.” Well, it looks like she got prison and walked out of court. Still we have to commend judge Wendy Demchick-Alloy. Hyphenated name and all, she didn’t let a fellow liberal walk all over the laws of her state. Now let’s see if the appeals courts have similar spine.

  • Item 28 Oct: in the one non-sentence story this week, a Friday news dump revealed that one of the attorneys Kane fired in a “loyalty purge” has been rehired, with a $160k cash settlement for his unlawful firing. This one and six other lawsuits by purge victims have cost Pennsylvania taxpayers three-quarters of a million dollars in settlements alone, plus uncounted legal fees.

Unconventional (and current) Warfare

What goes on in the battlezones of the world — and preparation of the future battlefields.

Poly-Ticks: Who Loves Ya, Baby?

Not the probable next President, if you’re a military man. Or a dog. According to Deroy Murdock:

“I’m not voting for Clinton,” Air Force Staff Sergeant Eric Bonner posted on Facebook in July. “It’s because she actually talked to me once. Almost a sentence,” wrote the Air Force K-9 handler.

“I got to do a few details involving Distinguished Visitors.” “One of my last details was for Hillary when she was Secretary of State,” Bonner continued. “I helped with sweeps of her DV quarters and staff vehicles. Her words to me?” According to Bonner, Clinton told him, “Get that f***ing dog away from me.” “

Then she turns to her security detail and berates them up and down about why that animal was in her quarters,” Bonner added. “For the next 20 minutes, while I sit there waiting to be released, she lays into her detail, slamming the door in their faces when she’s done. The Detail lead walks over, apologizes, and releases me.

I apologize to him for getting him in trouble. His words, ‘Happens every day, Brother.’”

“Hillary doesn’t care about anyone but Hillary.”

Hey, maybe Murdock, and Bonner, made the whole thing up. Because there’s so much evidence of Her Majesty being respectful of her servants, such as… hmmm… we’ll think of something. One last pair of shots:

“Put this back on the ground!” Hillary Clinton screamed at the pilot of presidential helicopter Marine One. “I left my sunglasses in the limo. I need my sunglasses! We need to go back!” Clinton so abused the chopper’s crew that they christened it Broomstick One. Also in Dereliction of Duty, its author — Air Force Lieutenant Colonel Robert “Buzz” Patterson (Ret.), who carried the “nuclear football” — recalled hearing “volleys of expletives” erupting from Hillary’s mouth. He also lamented “the Nazi-like edge that emerged when she was around.”

Yeah, this is someone who has troopers’ and vets’ backs. Not to mention, she hates dogs.

The Army Celebrates Sexual Minorities, I

The Army’s nominal Chief of Staff, political officer General Mark “Aunt” Milley, has made it through the entire Transsexual Prostitutes series, and been responding to the ads in, evidently:

Milley said he did a lot of “self-education,” meeting with transgender individuals, both military and civilian, as well as other groups.

So now he’s ready to trash the Army for its 10 remaining Bradley Mannings.

Ohhh-kay. What else has Auntie learned?

“The issue to do it or not to do it, to me is not an issue — the answer is yes,” Milley said. “The question of how to do it so that it is deliberate, well thought out, executed with professionalism — that’s a horse of a different color. Frankly I asked for more time.”

Anything more?

“It’s going to take a little bit of time, but there are some things I don’t think you need to necessarily be trained on,” Milley said.

Continue, General. Here’s a fresh shovel!

“We’re well-past the issue of debating and arguing about transgender. We are now into execution, to make sure the program is carried out with diligence, dignity, respect.”

So is he going to announce his new name on a reality show? Also, as we understand it, having your yarbles cut off is not the first thing one does in transition, but maybe he’s blazing a new trail. What’s the over-under on those yarbles being in a jar on Ash Carter’s mantlepiece, the price of the promotions that Milley valued over mission and men?

Lost Revolution: Hungary, 1956

60 years ago this week the citizens and government of Hungary rose up against the brutal quisling dictatorship of Matyas Rakosi and Andras Hegedus, and the Russian tanks that put them on the throne. Hungarian hero Bela Kiraly — like many of the great men of Eastern Europe, condemned to death by Nazi totalitarians and their Soviet brothers alike — led a lost cause resistance that initially beat the Red Army, only to be buried under Russian reinforcements.

The Soviets gained 35 more years of servitude from their Hungarian slaves. Kiraly and 200,000 other Hungarians escaped. Several hundred Soviets and several hundred Hungarians died in the fighting, and thousands of Hungarians received Russian culture in the back of the neck after surrendering.

Austin Bay has a decent overview of the doomed rising at Strategy Page, but he errs in saying it was the only rebellion in the Soviet slave states. It was the most sustained against Soviet terror, but East Germany rose in 1953, Czechoslovakia 1968, and Poland 1970, 1976, and 1980.

The Army Celebrates Sexual Minorities, II

And then, there’s Col. Robert Rice, 58, at the Army War College, who’s attending a General Court Martial this week — his own. 

Rice’s wife first turned him in three years ago, after installing tracking software on their home computer because she was suspicious he was having an affair.

According to his federal indictment, Rice had confessed to his wife that he was addicted to pornography and had been visiting strip clubs near his post at the Army War College in Carlisle Barracks, Pennsylvania.

What she found included dozens of images of child pornography, messages in which he discussed exchanging pornography and how to hide it, as well as an explicit Craigslist posting looking for kinky sex from a man while his wife was out of town.

It doesn’t seem fair, but apparently there’s some diversity the suits haven’t told Milley to celebrate yet. Give it time, but it’ll be too late for Rice, whose boys-and-perv-porn habit already convicted him in Federal court once (he’s awaiting sentencing), and whose separate UCMJ trial could give him a separate sentence of over 40 years. We’d say, “sucks to be him,” but it probably always did.

(Small update: Rice was sentenced to four years. He’s got more coming from his regular fed court trial… we’re thinking about forty more. He’s 58, so he’ll be about 102 when he… ah, who are we kidding? Dude’s gonna die in jail).

Falsity, Baseness, Iniquity

ramirez-fbi-integrityYou can always trust the FBI. Just ask them — better yet, just shut up and take it as a given. Peasant.

Meet Deputy Director Andrew McCabe, whose politician wife, Jill, is in Hillary Clinton’s pocket, via middleman Terry McAuliffe.

The McCabes received about three-quarters of a million dollars from a McAuliffe campaign nonprofit, ostensibly for her campaign for state Senate in Virginia (as, wouldn’t you know it, a far-left, anti-gun candidate). Cha-chingg! Sure, ’cause it takes millions to run for State office — when your husband has his mitts on the money-making potential of an investigation into someone with millions at stake.

McCabe and his wife are clearly crooked. He’d be in real trouble, if we had a Federal investigative agency.But the Sword and the Shield of the Party has his back.

Veterans’ Issues

Is it time to disband this thing yet, and letting all its bloatoverhead seek its own level in the Dreaded Private Sector™?



Is it time to disband this thing yet?

Remember Sallie Hoser-Manyletters?

sallie-houser-hanfelderReally, her name is Sallie Houser-Hanfelder, and we mentioned her last week in an article about the VA leaking a critic’s medical information to discredit him. Hoser-Whatsis is the one who wrote the sorry-not-sorry letter to the guy saying, essentially, “Yup, we leaked your stuff, and nope, we’re not going to hold anyone accountable.”

Hoser-Hanfelder has been a classic VA leader, constantly failing upward. In 2013, after she presided over a facility where a young nutball beat a 78-year-old vet to death with his fists, she was promoted to a larger facility in Texas… and, get this (emphasis ours):

A news release announcing Houser-Hanfelder’s departure touted health service improvements and awards won by the hospital during her tenure. The news release also mentioned significant improvements in patient safety.

Patient safety, yeah. All the patients who weren’t beaten to death were much safer!

We’re not sure who she got killed in Texas to get promoted into the Colorado job.

Tick, tock…

The Case of the Finagling Fiduciary

Tamara Jones was appointed a fiduciary to manage a vet’s money. She managed it all right — right into her own pockets. Until she got caught.

Now this is a case of misconduct that’s hard to blame on the VA. Sure, they appointed her, but they didn’t put a gun to her head and tell her to clean out the vet’s accounts like she did.

Next stop, crowbar motel.

Lord Love a Duck!

The weird and wonderful (or creepy) that we didn’t otherwise get to. 

If You Won’t Stand, We Can’t Stand You

There’s the boringly familiar story of the 49ers’ lousy quarterback, who’s started two games and led his team to about half the other team’s score, but has made himself the darling of all the lefty jock-sniffer sports media by protesting America, Apple Pie, Chevrolet, and the Police. (The pig-in-a-cop-hat socks were a nice touch, knucklehead). The NFL has a little concern because it’s costing them the only thing any of them care about, money.

Meet Arek Trenholm. Arek stands for the anthem, or the flag. It’s a little harder for him than it is for you and me.


Arek’s uncle Myron Leggett posted this to Facebook:

To all of “Those” that refuse to stand for the Flag of the United States of America……….. this is my nephew Arek Trenholm, he has “spina bifida” he used his arms to “STAND” from his wheelchair as our Flag passed by!! He will never be able to “play” football, if he could, he would “Stand” as the flag passed or when the “National Anthem” is played. Take a lesson!

See, Arek has a messed up spine, but his heart is in the right place, and so is his head. That loser ballplayer and his imitators? Heart in the wrong place, head is swollen with self-regard, and if he has a spine at all, you coulda fooled us.

Innumeracy Strikes!

In the Philadelphia Inquirer, the functionally innumerate staff writer Jessica Parks wrote:

In 2016, the coalition reported, 57 people were killed in traffic accidents — the overwhelming majority of them pedestrians. Seven of those were children, and 10 were hit-and-run crashes.

In the linked database, there were 30 vehicle operators and passengers killed, and 27 pedestrians. In Parks’s world of J-School math, 27 > 30 and 27 > 2/57. In fact, it’s not just a majority, it’s an overwhelming majority.

But we’re sure this functionally uneducated writer has a J-school credential from somewhere.

What’s wrong with the public, that they don’t trust the media?

OT: Entertaining Review

Not many things can match reading Tom Wolfe for sheer enjoyment, but this review of his new book in Commentary magazine is pretty close.

OT: Whistling Past the Graveyard

bye-gravestoneWe first encountered Gerard VanDerLeun a seeming age ago, soon after 9/11, when he posted a thoughtful musing on a relative’s service in a war that slips out of memory. And the two thoughts that came to us, struck in the moment, were: (1), “This gentleman can write,” and, (2), “His heart is in the right place.” Clichés, both, but apposite.

So it is disturbing to us when sensible Gerard writes this. It is rather more disturbing because it’s true.

Whenever a class of people, self-anointed, seek to impose Utopia on the world, evil ensues. Whenever a group of people seek to arrogate the power of the people to themselves, evil ensues. It is not merely that power corrupts but that some people are compelled to corrupt democratically distributed power through statist centralization. If the age of kings was the age of rule by one monarch, the current age drifts towards the rule of many smaller kings acting in unison. This is the age of the Multi-Monarchists; of rule by the faction of “Little Hitlers.” Their accoutrements are not uniforms and stark symbols, but cap & gown, press passes, and union cards. Their collective policy is plague.

It is a bleak view of a time that should be a Golden Age. The world is, apart from the tribal throwback lands, at peace; the world’s prosperity is unprecedented; technology and the humane arts save human lives today that were forfeit a few years ago; the flames of freedom burn bright.

And yet. There are those whose only reaction to those flames is to extinguish them, and those whose black hearts year to possess and control (and misuse) them. There is always the urge to power, now with new flowery overgarments of words, but not concealing well the base urge that gives them shape and form.

All faction, no matter its origin or ideals, is in the end Fascist. The Founders knew Faction and feared it. Much of the Federalist Papers is taken up with the problem of suppressing Faction and the Constitution is the carefully wrought attempt at a solution to it. Of course, the Founders also knew that Faction as Facism is never finished except by fire and fire alone.

via Usurpations and the Plague of Locusts @ AMERICAN DIGEST.

There is no magic inevitability to the Golden Age of the 21st Century. We could as easily ruck back into a subsistence dystopia, as plenty of examples illustrate to us.

  • Zimbabwe? Far away, and her people so different from us. “A land far away and a people of whom we know nothing,” in the words of the great statesman who had his hour, and lost it.
  • Afghanistan? When we arrived there was scarcely a stone upon a stone; yet in 1973, when forward-looking progressives overthrew a King who was not liberalizing fast enough, there were cosmopolitan cities and decent universities. That is the wages of 25 years of civil war. But it is far away, and her people are so different from us.
  • Venezuela? Far away, and her people… but, she walked away from the 21st Century, to adopt the most spectacularly failed ideology of the 20th. And as a result, the citizens of that unhappy land are now living in an experience with poverty, sickness, child mortality and overall privation that hearkens back to the conditions of the 19th that produced the great literature of Charles Dickens — and the mistaken political theories of Karl Marx, which, in every single example to date, have recursively caused the conditions they were implemented to cure.

So, tell yourself “It can’t happen here.” If you whistle past the graveyard, there will not be one in your future, right?

Friday Tour d’Horizon, Week 42

This week’s Tour d’Horizon is upon us. In which we clear up the spindle and make ready to haul up to one of our old commo men’s houses, to solve the problems of the world over good food, good guns, good dogs, and, when the guns are stowed, good liquor in front of a fire.

He asked for something for his man-cave. “What do you want?” we asked.

“Do you still have the helicopter seat?” We do. The right, aircraft commander’s seat, complete with composite armor, from a Vietnam-era UH-1B attack helicopter. It’s his now, but since it’s 250 pounds or so and upstairs, and it’s raining and we don’t feel like driving the truck on up, instead of a comfortable car, we’ll deliver it some other time. So we’ll write it, and its story, up in these pages before it goes. It’s a good and truly SF story, with much destruction, and a little pleasure.

We have something in most of the categories this week, maybe even in all of ’em.


I don’t wanna work, I just wanna bang on my gun all day.

A Classic Bess

If you love an old flintlock musket as we do, follow the link to John Slough of London, where this remarkably high-condition Sea Service Brown Bess is for sale, for £8,500.


This musket was made by W. Brazier in 1715, the barrel is clearly marked with William Brazier’s mark and government proof marks.  William Brazier was contracted by the Board of Ordnance to make sea service muskets which he did between 1714 and 1715.

300 years old, this beauty. And she might have spent over a century of that in service to the Crown. Oh, what tales this musket might tell! Did she fire at Frenchmen? (And were they King Louis’s, or Napoleon’s?) Rebellious Americans? Pirates? Slavers?

Do check all the images, which embiggen as this one does. And yes, this is the very same John Slough who once made a very high-end CZ-inspired target and service pistol, the Spitfire, back in the mists of time when Her Majesty’s Government would rather trust Britons with a pistol, than replace them with itinerant Middle Easterners.

Low-Cost Low-Tech (Drill Press) AR Lower

Here’s a very interesting Imgur photo essay on doing a lower with a low-cost jig and a tabletop drill press.


It’s most interesting because he makes (and points out) some mistakes, and still makes a usable firearm in the end.

Atlas Laser Targets

The ATLAS Dry Fire Laser Training Target is extremely interesting for dry-laser-fire training. Most of the examples they offer are military…

atlas-swat-trainingBut some are not. A target like this has many uses.


Has any of you tried them?

Usage and Employment

The hardware takes you only half way. The wetware in your brain housing group is what makes your weapons work. 

Brought a Machete to a Gunfight

Spoiler Alert: he didn’t win.

The man did not follow police orders to put down the machete, Zak said. Around 9:28 a.m., a call of “shots fired” was aired over the police scanner and officers reported the suspect was down in a stairwell inside the center.

A Boulder officer and a CU officer fired shots at the man, according to Boulder police Chief Greg Testa.

Testa said he did not know how many shots the officers fired.

We can answer that question: enough.

Cops ‘n’ Crims

Cops bein’ cops, crims bein’ crims. The endless Tom and Jerry show of crime and (sometimes instantaneous) punishment.

When the Cop was a Crim, DEA Again

dump your drugsWe heard these were DEA Special Agents, but a look at the press release tells us they were task force officers. Well, before they were indicted and fired over a drug-trafficking conspiracy.

Karl Emmett Newman, 49, of Kentwood, Louisiana, and Johnny Jacob Domingue, 27, of Maurepas, Louisiana, were indicted by a federal grand jury in the U.S. District Court for the Eastern District of Louisiana on Oct. 7, 2016.  … Newman was originally charged on May 13, 2016, in a now-unsealed indictment, and was arrested on that date.  Domingue was arrested on a now-unsealed criminal complaint on May 12, 2016.

In addition to serving as DEA task force officers, Newman and Domingue previously served as deputies with the Tangipahoa Parish, Louisiana, Sheriff’s Office.

Domingue is only charged with falsifying records, which is bad enough, but Newman is charged with a pile of offenses, including “using a firearm in commission of a felony.”

Yeah, what we really need is for firearms to be restricted to the po-lice.

He Got Away with It, For a While

This guy illustrates a sad fact of humanity: like the poor, the creeps are always with us.

On the day of [Holly] Grim’s disappearance, [Michael] Horvath was late for work and claimed he had a flat tire. Authorities continued to question Horvath over the past three years as a person of interest.

In 2014, a blood sample found at Grim’s home matched his DNA.

Then, over the past couple of weeks, authorities searched the inside and outside of Horvath’s home on Woodhaven Drive in Ross Township. Tests showed that several bones belonging to Holly Grim were buried in the backyard.

So how creepy was he? Pretty creepy:

Investigators are still trying to determine a motive and testing is still being done to determine how Grim was killed.

Police say numerous tapes and DVDs relating to murder, sexual deviance, and “hunting humans” were found in Horvath’s home.

Condolences to Ms Grim’s family, and what a shame they’re not hanging Mikey Horvath in the morning, the Color-Sergeant said. Kudos to the investigators; the secret to success in investigation as in life is this: Never give up. Never surrender!

Tranny Jailhouse Action, Part I: She’s a Man, Baby

pichardoSo one Flor Pichardo (right) is a middle-aged “transgendered woman” from the Dominican Republic that got bagged by cops in Miami on an old drug beef. While this person is absolutely convinced he is a female, he retains male chromosomes, and, not to put too fine a point on it, male equipment. After examination by a medical professional, off to male jail Flor went, and was… what’s that word again? — twaumatized. 

Pichardo, married with three children, was placed with 40 male inmates in an open cell where she was allegedly taunted and sexually harassed. She was 50 years old at the time.

Well, you should probably stay out of jail then, or they’ll taunt you a second time.

She was so in fear of going to the bathroom, which was in an open area, she “urinated on herself,” her lawyer said.

Not in fear of that? Look, prison is the ultimate environment where it pays to be the Grey Man. Even if you’re convinced you’re not a man of any color at all. Whizzing in your orange jumpsuit will not help.

[The ambulance chaser] said his client suffers from PTSD and continues to be under psychiatric care because of the incident. They filed the lawsuit because they “want to get some answers,” he said.

Funny, he didn’t ask for “some answers” in the lawsuit. He asked for five million dollars. That’s a lot of answers, for making one crazy person face his mental illness for less than half a day.

Tranny Jailhouse Action, Part II: She’s a Dead Man, Baby


Note the Paleolithic physiognomy of Florida She’s-A-Man-Baby Man.

A dead Florida Man, at that. Meet Justin Lee Naber, who was so serious about wanting to be called Stacy Lorraine Naber that he hanged himself when the screws said, “No.” He was suing; his initial handwritten jailhouse complaint had been adopted by the Atheist Criminal Lovers Union, for whom he pushed all the right buttons: currently trendy sexual minority, life-sentence awardee, and, not least brutal murder, which always turns the ACLU’s prisoner groupies on.

Naber was sentenced to life for a violent 2013 stabbing murder, but was also a suspect in a 2005 murder in Albuquerque.

The ACLU argued that a name change would be “medical treatment” for Naber, but it turned out all he really needed was an improvised rope, the cure-all for the twaumatized jailbird.

The Bargain Freezer that Wasn’t

She got a good deal on the freezer. But it wasn’t empty.

“I saw toes and a foot and ankle,” the woman said. She slammed the freezer shut.

It must be fake, she thought to herself, opening the lid again.

This time, she was sure it was real.

“I have a serious problem,” she told the 911 dispatcher. “My neighbor sold me a deep freezer. I just opened it and there’s a body in there I think.”

The contents of the freezer? Apparently, the seller’s mom. The neighbor kept cashing Mom’s social security checks for months while keeping Mom, as it were, on ice.

The woman told the Washington Post: “My heart was in my throat.” Well, that’s OK, so long as it is your own heart.

Saving the Taxpayers’ Money

One down, one to go.

One down, one to go.

Some people would criticize Veronique Henry for killing herself. But as the career criminal faced dual murder, robbery and conspiracy charges along with her husband Paul, she should probably be celebrated for saving the taxpayers a lot of money.

The Henrys fatally shot Foday Cheeks, 31, and Danielle Taylor, 26, before ordering two other women and two boys, aged 12 and 14 years old, to hand over their cell phones and keep their heads down, according to investigators.

The couple then asked where the drugs were stashed and searched all over the house, police said. They left without finding any, telling the witnesses they would shoot them if they moved from their spot on the floor, according to the state police.

Arrested soon after, the couple were locked up, and Veronique took her own life within 24 hours.

Sure, it’s hard on the corrections officers who had to clean her cell up after she hanged herself, but it’s a multilevel win for the taxpayers. Now if only her husband will follow suit….

The Perils of Kathleen: If it’s not good-bye yet, it’s not good

The main effort showing up in the news this week is Kane’s attempt to prepare the battlefield for next week’s sentencing hearing. Her objective is to stay out of jail or prison, and unfortunately, the judge seems inclined to at least listen to her. After all, lawyers and politicians may have intramural squabbles, but always reunite against the tumbrils and torches of the peasantry.

  • Item 21 Oct: Kane Supporters Flood Press With Leniency Letters in what appears to be an organized effort. Linked letter is an example, by Kane partisan Alan Bronstein. (which, we not, was Trotsky’s real last name. Coincidence? You be the judge).
  • Item 20 Oct: Judge Orders House Arrest Study. This was requested by career criminal Kane’s attorneys, and resisted by prosecutors, who point out that she has never accepted responsibility for any of multiple self-serving lies she told grand juries, or for leaking information to friendly reporters. She theoretically could get 28 years, which sounds about right, but state guidelines suggest 6-12 months in state pen.
  • Item 18-19 Oct: Kane Propaganda Theme: She’s Humbled(Another example with similar wording. All the papers have ’em!) Appearing in several newspapers at once! But the famously haughty Kane has shown no signs of actually being humbled. It’s just her lawyers saying that, as she wriggles on the billhook of judicial decision.
  • Item 13 Oct: Union to Stop Fighting Report ReleaseAs Kane was in trouble, she spent somewhere between half a million and a million dollars on a report generated by a friendly law firm that trolled through her critics’ — and everyone else’s — work emails applying a bluestocking reading to off-color informal communications. (For example, a couple of women were censured for using the term “boobies,” in emails related to a breast cancer event). The press has been aching to see the report and point-n-shriek at the politically incorrect things it might find within (most of which has been leaked to them already, if not by Kane, by her minions and successors). The narcotics agents’ union fought this release, but has given up, so there’s nothing holding the document back except the new AG.

Kane’s sentencing on 24 October will produce a barrage of Kane coverage. Anything short of prison is disloyalty to the people of Pennsylvania, but a walk-out-of-court seems to be what the Establishment is queueing up for one of its own.

Unconventional (and current) Warfare

What goes on in the battlezones of the world — and preparation of the future battlefields.

The South Could Have Used this 150-odd Years Ago

telegraph-keyAn archive of telegrams were saved by a Union telegraph operator, including both routine and urgent dispatches. Trouble is: they were in code. But by crowdsourcing a solution, about half of these vintage secrets have been decrypted.

The Philippines Chooses the Strong Horse

Here’s a long thumbsucker by Max Boot at Foreign Policy about Philippine President Rodrigo Duterte and his response to the weakness and moral posturing of the US: a major shift to align the island nation with China and Russia. Boot says that it’s all down to Duterte, a “crude populist” and his  “peculiar psychology.” We suspect he has absolutely nailed the reason for the Filamerican schism, but he’s focused on the wrong crude populist’s peculiar psychology. Who, after all, is most responsible for America’s self-abnegating and ally-undermining foreign policy? We leave it as an exercise for the reader.

Don’t Call the Air Force’s New Race Quotas, “Race Quotas.”

segregated-drinking-fountainThe Air Force document [.pdf] is dense with unintelligible diversicrat jargon, but all told, it adds up to a diminution of merit in the promotion and assignment process, and its replacement with a racialist ethos that measures all airmen not by the content of their character, but by the color of their skin.

Racial and ethnic minorities may elect to be assigned to career fields that in the view of HQAF racists are not “diverse enough,” in return for a de facto skin-color bonus. Of course, far from making race immaterial to an Air Force career, policies like this centralize it instead, ensuring that racial identification, racism, and racial conflict will grow all the time — great news, for diversicrats.

While the racialist aspects of the document have been discussed widely, there are also sex-linked mandates in there. One all but forbids the service from assigning USAF personnel married to other airmen to separate locations, which will predictably result in make-work jobs created (or qualified personnel dumped) to make room for the not-needed spouse, sticking commands with OFTPOTs. (One For The Price Of Two).

Veterans’ Issues

Is it time to disband this thing yet, and letting all its bloatoverhead seek its own level in the Dreaded Private Sector™?

VA’s “Satisfaction Surveys” are Bogus

VA-veterans-affairsThe VA has been claiming for a long time that it provides superior care, based on an endless battery of customer-satisfaction surveys that are directly comparable to those used by real hospitals. But comparable? Not so fast:

Dr. Peter Almenoff, special adviser to the secretary, was asked in a recent phone interview what surveys his bosses are referencing about patient satisfaction.

He did not identify one.

When asked again how one might honestly compare veterans’ hospitals with non-VA facilities, he told The Arizona Republic, “I can’t answer that.”

So that whole claim is bogus — made up.

Wait, it gets better:

In an October 2014 speech for the Institute of Medicine, McDonald declared: “Since 2004, the ACSI has consistently shown that veterans receiving both VA inpatient and outpatient care give VA higher satisfaction ratings than patients at private hospitals.”

Just one problem: ACSI spokesman Chaat Butsunturn said the company does not do VA health-care surveys….“Though the Department of Veterans Affairs has called it an ACSI report, that is an error,” he added.

They just made it up.

Is it time to disband this thing yet?

New Leadership? New Lies from an Old Liar

Bob McDonald says:

more than “90%” of the VA’s medical centers have “new leadership” or “leadership teams” since he took over the troubled agency in 2014.

But USA Today says he’s lying. He’s just hired eight out of 140. Mostly, he’s transferred embattled leaders away from places where the press might have their number, to places where their toxic leadership falls on new subordinates and veterans. And, of course, with VA’s usual enormous costs and hyper-generous moving allowances.

Read The Whole Thing™, which documents this whole game of musical slugs.

Reason’s Scott Shackford called it, “Reupholstering the deck chairs on a sinking ship.

The VA administration claims money is an issue. Salaries for directors are about half of what they can make in the private sector, and they blame Congress for failing to raise the salary cap.

Of course, the problem with that argument is that the VA has a history of blowing money it’s given, and that has increased congressional skepticism of giving them more. The VA got $15 billion in funds but that didn’t improve veterans care. And over the course of a decade the agency spent millions on artwork while care languished.

A representative for the agency also noted that the hiring process is very slow and heavily favors applicants with federal experience.

Yeah, because how can you be sure you really have a high-functioning slug if he doesn’t come with the GS Seal of Approval?

Tick, tock…

One of Those Slugs…

Robert Callahan, new boss of the Wilmington (Delaware) Veterans Affairs Medical Center, formerly at the Lebanon, Pennsylvania, VA center

…chose not to notify the inspector general that a nurse at the facility was charged with diverting narcotic pain relievers morphine and oxycodone….

He was not held accountable for covering up felony theft by one of his employees (who was, also, not held accountable by VA) — instead, he was promoted. (His predecessor in Wilmington was kicked upstairs too, to Pittsburgh).

What time is it, kids?

Lord Love a Duck!

The weird and wonderful (or creepy) that we didn’t otherwise get to. 

And here, too, we got nothin’. Hey, you guys wanted this posted sometime before the Sun goes nova, yes?

PTSD, WWII Style — with Gene Kelly!

Here’s Gene Kelly as a sailor, but he’s not singing and dancing his way through New York with Fred Astaire; instead, it’s the dramatic side of Kelly, in a NAvy wartime video about what was then called Combat Fatigue. Thee are three parts to this video, part 1:

Part 1 primarily introduces Kelly’s character and his problems.

The source of this film, Naval History and Heritage, says this about it.

Hollywood legend Gene Kelly stars in this 1945 Navy training film dramatizing the condition known at the time as “combat fatigue.” The film delves into the symptoms and treatment of what we now call Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Kelly had been commissioned a year earlier as a Lieutenant Junior Grade in the United States Navy. Source: Naval History and Heritage Command, Photographic Section, UMO-1

After the conclusion of Part 1, Part 2 should queue up and play for you. In case it doesn’t, or something else does instead, here it is:

Part 3:

..and Part 4, and conclusion:

“Combat Fatigue’s” 1960s repackaging as “PTSD” was largely an effort by an anti-military, anti-soldier academic psychiatrist, Robert Lifton, to reframe soldiers and veterans as irreetrievably damaged. He did this because of his own opposition, loathing even, of the Vietnam War and the soldiers who fought it (at least, the ones on our side).

PTSD’s definition has continued to grow and expand to the point where everyone has it, and everything is a symptom, and that all random mental quirks or ills can be written off to PTSD. A corrupt NCIS agent who took cash bribes and gifts like hookers and blow, to tip off a crook about an investigation just got sentenced to 12 years. His lawyer says it’s unfair, and in a classic of the “he’s depraved on account-a he’s deprived” genre, argues he…

…suffered from obsessive compulsive disorder since he was 6. He also has suffered from depression, anxiety, post-traumatic stress and has had alcohol problems.

We were very disappointed that the government dismissed and belittled his mental health condition, calling it nonsense and an alphabet soup of disorders.

Well, on the plus side, his alcohol problem is solved — he’s going teetotal for the next twelve years in Club Fed. See ya, crumb, but not if we see you first, and the same goes double for your belly-sliding, scale-covered, no-shoulders, smooth-and-cool-to-the-touch snake-at-law.

For every actual warrior suffering from actual combat-related stress, there are 10,000 phonies like that crook and his pet snake of a lawyer. That most people believe PTSD really is a thing, rests upon the kind of reactions shown here, and observed for all of recorded history, back into the mists of antiquity.