Gun Culture

Friday, May 26, 2006

Speed traps get serious

I believe I’ve seen this piccy before, but it recently appeared on SeatCupra.net posted by Jinn.

Spyderco Delica Stainless

By way of celebration of the knife ‘amnesty’!
Introducing the Spyderco Delica 4 Stainless:


Just received this morning so no real review, but as it’s a Spyderco you can be sure of a great knife.  Some Spyderco’s are, let’s be honest, butt ugly.  Not this one though, a handsome knife with a great solid feel to it.  Silky smooth action and reassuring snap to the lock.  The knife fits my hand quite nicely, those serrations behind the trademark Spydy hump and hole aren’t just show they really do give a nice grip to the thumb.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Renew for freedom

Did you renew your passport yet?
You’ve only a couple of days to go......

Knife Amnesty

Police hope to recover thousands of knives, including ones similar to the one Nisha Patel-Nasri was murdered with.

What a crock of shite.
Of the bullshit being talked by the media, one of my favourite stories comes from where else but the Guardian.  It has a picture with the strap line of:

Police hope to recover thousands of knives, including ones similar to the one Nisha Patel-Nasri was murdered with.

A kitchen knife.
Must dash to my kitchen where a number of these terrible weapons are even now plotting to murder and strike fear into my local community, only by dumping them in a red wheelie bin can the public be saved.  I won’t be able to chop veg or cut up hunks of meat but if it saves just one innocent child then surely it will be worth it.

Apparently young folks are carrying knives ‘for protection’.  A couple of points spring to mind.  Firstly a knife is a shitty self-defence weapon, you need to get close and personal and really have to intend to do your assailant harm for it to be effective - just brandishing a knife is not effective against a wrong ‘un in the way something like a gun would be.  Secondly, the very fact that so many people feel the need to have something for defence tells us that they are afraid - the streets ain’t safe and the streets ain’t safe not because of knives, they ain’t safe because the criminal holds sway.  Address the cause of the malaise (i.e. criminals) not the symptom (i.e. carrying knives).  No, that would make sense.  So much better to have a toss amnesty that won’t make the slightest of difference any more than any of the stupid gun ‘amnesty’.  Look no further than shit like this and the politicians behind it for the reasons that the streets aren’t safe.

I carry a knife every day; not for protection but to cut stuff, clear the crap out of my nails or whatever.  I’m pissed off that I could end up caught in this bullshit, my carry blades are all sub 3in folders but that won’t necessarily keep me out of the courts if some liberal copper decides to make an example.

Monday, May 22, 2006

From the sandbox

Deep in my Junk email folder this morning I find something from one of the guys at the gun club.  It’s a chain email.  Normally these go straight to trash can but I thought I’d post a couple of the images that were within.

Thinking of all our men and women (and I include our US brothers and sisters in that) out in the sandbox, wish you could all come home safe.

Monday, May 15, 2006

A wee axe-ident

Or a bit of finger trouble....

Of a weekend I like from time to time to take my hammock and tarp and hide in the woods away from the world, watch a bit of wildlife, have a brew etc.
So it was last Sunday.  Set up my gear, and fired up the kelly kettle for a brew.  I had with me some locally produced salami which tastes the business when toasted over the flames, not wanting to build a full camp fire I figured I’d just keep the fire going in the pan of the kelly kettle.  So there I am chopping some wood into appropriately sized chunks with my minihatchet (you know what’s coming don’t you?).  Chop, chop - omigod I’ve cut a lump off my finger!  Looking at a fair slice of my finger hanging on by a bit of skin wasn’t on my list of things to do that day I can tell you.  Blood everywhere of course.  Whilst thinking “I really wish I hadn’t just done that” I optimistically plopped the bit of finger back and wrapped up with a dressing, emergency call to my brother.  Just a few hundred yards from the house but I wasn’t at all convinced I’d make it without passing out (big wuss see), however I made it to the road and help in the form of a ride to casualty.  Stopped to pick up ‘er indoors on the way.
“Is it deep” the wee lass behind the desk asked, I think the ashen look and blood all over my hand gave it away.  Suprising how quick they are when you tell them that you’ve lopped off a bit of your finger.  The triage nurse made the appropriate reassuring noises and wrapped a new dressing around it for the journey to the A&E cubicle.  Doc has a look and just leaves me dripping blood all over self and floor.  Yuk.
So to the stitching up room where I lay down whilst the Doc administers the local “This will be the worst bit”.  He then starts prodding me with a needle.  “Hurt?” No.  “Here?” No.  Yearrrgh!  “That hurt then?”
One local shot not enough then he gives me another, same result.  Try a different mixture, same result.  Three shots of local and all I feel is a little bit numbed.  Certainly not good enough for the proposed solution which is apparently to rip off my remaining nail, lop off some bone and fold over.  Not by bloody far.
Sedative then.  Now he had me worried because that sounded very much like me being able to feel the whole thing but not able to move or protest, fortunately though I was out of it completely and the next I knew was coming round in recovery.  Apparently when it is all healed there won’t be too much difference from before, just a little shorter.
A couple of pics from when the bandage fell off.  The metal is to protect the nail bed whilst it gets used to the idea of not having a nail for a while.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Battlefield 2 Stats

Battlefield 2 M.C. stats for Xbox 360!

Empty Words From Clarke

The bullshit regarding foreign criminals is widely reported pretty much everywhere.
That it is as obvious as the ears on Fungus’ Face that foreign nationals should be booted out if they don’t behave themselves should go without saying.  Any shite about the country of origin being a dangerous place should be met with a curt “You should have fucking thought about that earlier chummy”.  No flights to Somalia?  Walk then you bastard.

Empty words by Clarke for two reasons.
Firstly we all know that what he proposes is not permitted by EU rules and the ‘Human Rights’ shite.  Neither of these obstacles are likely to be overcome because the sensible options of leaving the EU and ripping up the ‘Human Rights’ act are never going to happen under this Government or any subsequent CONservative Government.
Secondly Clarke isn’t going to be Home Secretary by the end of the month.  Blair couldn’t afford to lose any of his ministers prior to todays local elections, he’s figured that it is better to have these incompetent useless no-marks as ministers in place with the associated bad press than to boot them and have the opposition (such as it is) crow a victory and paint Blair as the weak, transparent tossbag that he really is.  Post election I expect that Two Shags will step down to ‘spend more time with his wife’, Clarke will be shifted to a different department and Hewitt will be sacked.
None of this will help the country in the slightest though, we will still have a Government obsessed by spin and presentation.  They will still insist that everything in the garden is rosy when the rest of us can quite clearly see that the Emperor has no clothes.  This is the very nature of socialism, Communism Lite, they will always refuse to see that their ideology is flawed and unworkable.  Refuse to see that communism however watered down will never acheive its lofty goals of utopia because it fails to understand that the human animal does not work under those rules.  We will always have those who play the system, who would sponge off others work, who would prey on the weak.
Capitalism may not be perfect but it is the closest thing we have, socialism may well be benign in intentions but results in what can only be described as evil.

Are you a survivalist?

As found on a UK Survival mailing list.....
(Way too many of these apply to me!)

*You Might Be A Survivalist If… *
- You can’t put your groceries in the trunk of the car because its already jammed full with emergency kits, first aid supplies, and fully-stocked BOBs.

- You have emergency rations for your pets, and view your pets as potential emergency rations.

- You know the news three days before it hits the mass media.

- You have back-up plans for your back-up plans.

- You’re convinced you’ve been exposed to so many chem-trails, you consider it a form of birth control.

- You’ve ever repressed the urge to bleat “BAAAAAAAAAA” as your neighbor earnestly asks, “What war? Where?”

- You’ve ever bought antibiotics for human use through a vet, or grains for human consumption through a feed store.

- You’ve got more than one grain mill.

- You’ve ever wondered how you might filter the used water from your washing machine to make it fit for human consumption.

- You have a kerosene lamp in every room

- Your living room coffee table is actually a board with pretty cloth over it to disguise your food storage underneath.

- Your box springs are Rubber Maid containers filled with rice and beans.

- You save dryer lint to make fire starters.

- Your most commonly-used fuel additive is ‘Stabil’, instead of ‘Gumout’.

- You automatically choose the heavy duty flatbed cart upon entering Sam’s or Costco.

- If you know the shelf life of tuna fish, but don’t know how long you’ve had an open jar of mayo in the frig.

- Your basement walls are insulated with crates of toilet paper, from floor to ceiling, all the way around.

- While other people are saving money for new furniture, or vacations, you are desperately saving to get solar panels put on your house.

- You were excited beyond all reason when they came out with cheddar cheese in a can.

- You’ve ever served MREs at a dinner party.

- You can engage in a spirited debate on chemical vs. sawdust toilets for hours on end.

- You’ve ever considered digging an escape tunnel from your basement to the nearest stand of trees.

- You know how to use a vacuum cleaner in reverse to filter air in your designated bio-chem attack safe room.

- You’ve ever considered buying an above-ground pool for water storage purposes.

- You know what things like ‘TSHTF’, ‘BOB’ and ‘TEOTWAWKI’ mean.

- You have different grades of BOB’s. And restock them twice a year.

- You know the names, family histories, locations, and degree of readiness of over a thousand fellow doomers on the net.... but you’ve never met your neighbors.

- The best radio in the house is a wind-up.

- You have better items in storage than you use everyday.

- When the SHTF, you would eat better than you eat now.

- Your significant other gave you a sleeping bag rated -15 degrees for Christmas.... and you were moved beyond words.

- You’ve sewn a secret mini-BOBs into the bottom of your children’s school backpacks.

- Local food pantries have come to depend on donations from your larder when you rotate stock in the spring and fall.

- You’re still using up your Y2K supplies.

- You have enough army surplus equipment to open a store.

- The local army surplus store owner knows you by your first name.

- You fill up when your gas tank is 3/4 full.

- You call Rubber Maid for wholesale prices.

- You have several cases of baby wipes and your kids are all grown.

- Bert from ‘Tremors’ is your favorite movie character.

- You carry a pocket survival kit, a sturdy folding knife, a SureFire flashlight and a small concealed handgun on you to church every Sunday.

- You start panicking when you are down to 50 rolls of toilet paper.

- You keep a small notebook to write down any edible plants you happen to see along the road.

- You shop yard sales, store sales, and markdown racks for barter goods for ATSHTF.

- You own a hand-operated clothes washer and a non-electric carpet sweeper.

- You have at least two of every size of Dutch oven (the ones with the legs on the bottom), and 20 bags of charcoal, although you have a gas grill.

- You have rain barrels at each corner of your house, although you have a city water hookup, and a Big Berkey to purify the water.

- You have sapphire lights, survival whistle, and a Swiss Army knife on every family member’s keychain.

- The people in line at Costco’s ask you if you run a store or restaraunt.

- You require a shovel to rotate all your preps properly.

- You no longer go the the doctor’s because you can either fix it yourself, make it at home, or know and understand the physicians desk reference better than he does, and can get the goods at the vets or pet store for MUCH less moolah anyway.

- You know that a ‘GPS’ has nothing to do with the economy.

- You track your preps on a computer spreadsheet for easy reordering, but have hardcopies in a 3-ring binder ‘just in case’.

- You’ve thought about where the hordes can be stopped before entering town.

- You start evaluating people according to ‘skill sets’.

- You view the nearest conservation area as a potential grocery store if TSHTF.

- You know *all* the ways out the building where you work.

- You have enough pasta stockpiled in your basement to carbo-load all the runners in the New York marathon.

- You know that you have 36 gallons of extra drinking water in the hot water tank and your 2 toilet tanks.

- You know which bugs are edible.

- You have a handpump on your well.

- You have #10 cans of ‘stuff’ that the labels fell off of, but you won’t throw it out or open it because it ‘may be needed later’, even though you haven’t a clue as to the contents.

- You know where the best defensive positions and lines of fire are on your property.

- You’ve made a range card for your neighborhood.

- Your toenail clipper is a K-BAR.

- The Ranger Handbook is your favorite ‘self help’ book.

- You’ve numbered the deer romping in the yard by their order of consumption.

- You must move 50 cases of food for the plumber to get to that leaky pipe, but you have your own hand truck in the basement to do it.

- You own more pairs of hiking boots than casual and dress shoes combined.

- You have more 55gal blue water drums than family members.

- Your UPS system has more than 6 Deep cycle batteries.

- You have a backup generator for your backup generator, which is a backup for your solar system.

- You go to McDonalds and ask for one order of fries with 25 packs of ketchup and mustard.

- You have ever given SPAM as a serious gift.

- You’ve had your eye out for a good deal for a stainless steel handgun to conceal in the bottom of the magazine rack next to the toliet.

- You are single male over 40, but you still have an emergency childbirth kit, just in case you have to deal with that possibility.

- You have two water heaters installed in your basement, but one is a dummy that’s been converted to hideaway safe.

- You’ve made bugout cargo packs for your dogs.

- You have a walking stick with all sorts of gadgets hidden inside.

- Your koi pond is stocked with catfish.

- As a stand-in scoutmaster, you taught your son’s troop to set mantraps and punji pits, and haven’t been asked to stand in since.

- You’re on your fifth vaccum sealer, but you keep at least one of the worn out ones because you can still seal up plastic bags with it.

- You haven’t bought dried fruit in years, but you buy fresh bananas, apples, peaches and pears by the case and have three dehydrators.

- Your UPS man hates you because of all the cases of ammo he’s had to lug from his truck to your front door.

- You have duplicates of all your electronics gear, solar panels and generator parts in your EMP-shielded fallout shelter.

- You have set aside space for your live chickens in the fallout shelter.

- When the power goes out in your neighborhood, all the neighbor’s kids come over to your place to watch TV on generator power.

- You must open the door to your pantry *very* carefully for fear of a canned goods avalanche.

- You have a ‘Volcano’, you know you can cook anything, and you cast evil glances at your neighbor’s annoying, yappy poodle, muttering “your day will come, hotdog” under your breath.

- You’ve learned to knap flint, make twine from plant fibers for snares and use an atlatl, because you fear that all of your preps and hard work will be confiscated by FEMA troops or destroyed by earthquakes, tsunamis, nuclear blasts, ravening hordes of feral sheeple or reptiloids from ‘Planet X’ ATSHTF. *

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Security Levels Upgraded

PRESS RELEASE:

The British are feeling the pinch in relation to recent bombings and have raised their security level from “Miffed” to “Peeved.” Soon though, security levels may be raised yet again to “Irritated” or even “A Bit Cross.” Londoners have not been “A Bit Cross” since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorised from “Tiresome” to a “Bloody Nuisance.” The last time the British issued a “Bloody Nuisance” warning level was during the great fire of 1666.

Also, the French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from “Run” to “Hide”. The only two higher levels in France are “Surrender” and “Collaborate.” The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France’s white flag factory, effectively paralysing the country’s military capability.

It’s not only the English and French that are on a heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the alert level from “shout loudly and excitedly” to “elaborate military posturing”. Two more levels remain, “ineffective combat operations” and “change sides”.

The Germans also increased their alert state from “disdainful arrogance” to “dress in uniform and sing marching songs”. They also have two higher levels: “invade a neighbour” and “lose”.

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual and the only threat they worry about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.