Gun Culture

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Silly Tossers

I was extremely dissapointed, though not terribly surprised, to find that some crusty old twats in UKIP have spat their dummy over Sean Gabb.
It seems Sean spoke at a southern regional conference and was well received, Sean was impressed by the attitude of many of the people he met.  It was even suggested that Sean stand for UKIP in the EU elections.  Sean wrote how this was inappropriate and listed some of the reasons why.  These included his position on the illegality of ‘hard’ drugs and indecent images of children.
So let’s just pause and consider this for a moment.  Sean ruled himself out of an association with UKIP partly because of the negative reaction in the media to his positions on some laws.
What happens now?  Crusty old twats are up in arms about Sean’s position on those laws.  Excuse me? Baking powder?  Jesus fucking H Christ.
You will struggle anywhere to get more than a bare handful of people who agree on absolutely every single point, this is especially true in political parties where one would think that some form of consensus would be possible.  So we need to be adult enough to get fucking over this.  Apparently this is not possible in UKIP.
I’m a UKIP member and will likely remain so despite my sympathy with the Libertarian Party (who also have had people spit their dummy over some issues like gun control), but sometimes I despair at the attitudes of some of the silly old fuckers.  Why do I stay?  In part because I know that this is true of all the parties and in part because I know that the Libertarian Party’s message is just too much to swallow in one bite for the UK voting public.

Why Would Anyone Vote Conservative?

Seriously.  What possible reason is there to vote Conservative?
Tax cuts?  Nope, ain’t gonna happen.  They’re going to follow Labour spending plans for at least four years.  What on Earth for?  For some money saving ideas they could do worse than to follow Sean Gabb’s plan for destroying the Enemy Class (trouble is most of the front bench look rather like the enemy class to me).  I’ll even give them a couple of starters.  Day 1.  Abolish the DTI.  Should save a few bob and would encourage trade.  Whilst doing this someone else can send a fax to the EU, which would read “Get bent mother fuckers”.  Memo to Treasury: Stop paying the subs to the EU.  Phew that was a busy day.  Day two.  Fax to the UN, no more subs for you bastards either.  Day 3.  P45s to all the hundreds of thousands employed in pointless bullshit civil service ‘jobs’ created by Labour in the past 10 years.  Day 4, sell off the BBC to the highest bidder.
Have the rest of the week off lads.
The EU constitution.  Usual Conservative bollocks involving sounding EU-sceptic but actually being very pro-EU thank you very much.  They must be loving this.  They are able to sound anti-federal by demanding a referendum (that they know they won’t get) but will they repeal the constiution if the win?  Will they bollocks.
‘Dave’ wants corporate bonuses to be based on some social responsibility bullshit.  Has he lost his mind or did the poncy fat faced tosser never have one in the first place?  Exactly the sort of policy one would expect to read in Socialist Worker not coming from the mouth of a ‘Conservative’.
Yet in the polls the ‘Conservative’ Party is leading, how?  They propose to be almost exactly the same as the current shower of shit.
Amazing.

Monday, March 10, 2008

So true….

Just noticed this over at BCUK

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Defensive Gun Usage by Nurse With A Gun

You rarely hear reports of a gun used defensively where no shots are fired in the US press, yet they happen and never appear on the stats.
Here’s a story via Kim of a guy who’s CCW saved him and his daughter from at least a mugging and who knows what.
Too long to reproduce it all but a few snippets:

I became vaguely aware of two scruffy young men behind us as I stopped to look for traffic in preparation of entering the parking lot. They stayed behind us, rather than coming alongside.

I handed Little Darling her bag and took her hand as we began to negotiate the maze of parked automobiles. I glanced back and saw that the two young men had spread apart, one on either side of us and to the rear. That is when I felt it. They had matched my stride and were circling me. Like an antelope, I knew I was being stalked by jackals, only I did not know why. Time was accelerating at head pounding speed, and Little Darling, blissfully unaware, was along for the ride.

I saw our vehicle and began to approach it, but I wanted to be certain. I walked past, and cut between two unoccupied SUVs, grabbing a shopping cart to block the path from my front. The man on my right turned towards me and cursed as he saw his path was blocked by the cart jammed between the two vehicles sideways. I spun and drew my pistol from it’s holster, keeping it at low ready, facing off the other young man who was quickly approaching me from behind. My thumb had already snicked off the safety and Little Darling, confused, peered from behind me.

It seemed an eternity looking into the menacing, sneering face of the hoodlum who had began his approach from my rear. He sized up the man with the gun, a little girl behind him. I heard nothing to my rear. Not a word was spoken. Then “God damned mother fucker.......” he snarled as he sauntered away.

I shuddered as I told the officer my story. I did not know why I was being herded and stalked, but I explained that I knew what was happening and felt it deep in my bones. I had been prey. I told him I had drawn my weapon. He asked if I was still armed, and I said yes. “Good,” he replied.