Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Cop Stories - Personal and Family

Two negative rants about recent police encounters involving family and myself.

First involves a probable stolen car. At my part time job is a parking lot that is somewhat isolated. Came in to find a 2 door hatchback (tuner look) backed into a tree so as to obscure the license plate and the front plate missing. Please understand I've done repossessions off and on for decades. I can spot someone is trying to hide a car so my suspicions have some credibility. Shortly after starting my route I see a cruiser sitting in a honey hole and pull over to talk to the officer. Got a polite, even cheerful, brush off. Of course, he had no way of knowing I spent decades retailing automobiles or he may not have tried to bullshit a professional bullshitter. My conclusion he is of the revenue generating subset of police and not a peace officer.

Second involves a 0430 ticket my middle son received three months ago. My guess is the officer hoped to catch a drunk and instead stops a totally sober driver returning from a concert in Denver. Said 40 year old driver has a speech impediment, looks like an ax murderer in a slasher movie, and  is driving a hail damaged old beater with an expired license tab. The officer proceeds to issue an 8 point ticket (we don't like your kind in our town) so as to end his shift on a high note and do some social cleansing.

Colorado has recently changed court rules classifying traffic tickets as a "civil matter"; pay the fine and no negotiating. Horseshit. So I stroke a $500 check to a lawyer and Monday a judge dismissed the entire matter as the officer failed to show up for the second time. Why me writing the check? My son has had a hard time keeping steady employment in this Obama economy.

Now $500 isn't a frivolous sum for a retiree like myself. That is new shocks on my Bronco and a new windshield in my Mighty Max. Why? For one, we need to stand up to the bureaucratic bastards or the whole place turns into a St. Louis County. For two, you don't fuck over me and mine with no consequences.

Many LEOs, past and present, are relatives. I steadfastly support Peace Officer, having come to their aid more than one time.  I'm less supportive of "Police" and even less of revenue generators. Most of my relative are of the Peace Officer persuasion. One, however, was so rank he was fired from the Los Angeles Police Department in the early 1970's. Those who know the history of that department know getting fired in that era was rare.

This isn't bashing law enforcement. They do a difficult job that I couldn't do in my younger years. As citizens, we need to support them when they deserve it, and hold them accountable when they don't. The latter is neither pleasant or inexpensive. I do it because it is my grumpy asshole way. YMMV

Saturday, July 23, 2016

Self Defense Firerms

Brigid has one of her outstanding posts up on self defense. I’ve sent the URL to several female relatives urging them to read it.

For much of my adult life my nickname has been “Tank”. A large tank. Haven’t worried too much about physical attacks but have twice faced loaded firearms pointed in my direction by malefactors. Now, age 72 and slowed by age, the intimidation factor is probably diminished.

What I’ve carried for years is a .44 Special Charter Arms Bulldog. Not everyone’s choice and maybe not a good choice. Some of my reasons.

1.  Safety. You can open and close the cylinder with the hammer down. No worries about an accidental misfire lowering the hammer on a live round. Charter Arms builds them with a bar under the hammer that doesn’t move until  the hammer is cocked. No worries about it firing if dropped.

2.  Stopping power. Yes, it is not a magnum but it will stop any predator found North America, especially two legged.

3.  Reliability. 100% over 20 years and hundreds of rounds fired.

4.  Accuracy. Far better than my skills. Watched my sister put five rounds into a junk refrigerator (at one of ‘those’ ranges) at over 50 yards.

5.  Intended purpose. I am not paid to be a gunfighter. Close range self defense as I’m retreating.

As you can see in the photos a gunsmith added a “peep” sight. I have macular degeneration in my right eye. I can still focus on the front sight/target and the peep helps me align the piece.

In my younger years I was above average with a rifle (best shot in my Army Basic Training Company). With a hand gun, on my very best day, mediocre. The Bulldog fits my skill level. I’ve had the opportunity to shoot other handguns. A son has several. I like his Springfield XP .45 and a Makarov he has.  Enjoyed them, especially the Makarov, but will stay with what I have.

Something all of us can agree on. Having something is better than nothing. Knowing how to use what you have is better than learning how to use it as the s^*t is hitting the fan.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Reading the Shillary Tea Leafs

Obama’s third term?  Embrace Sander’s supporters?

When my blood pressure gets too low, I click on leftists sites. Works nearly every time. All this speculation about what Shillary will do as POTUS (God forbid that happens!!!!)

I have their answer, but they won’t like it. She will fuck over them all.

When has she ever kept her word? Honored a pledge? She and Billy are for sale to the highest bidder. Why does anyone think that will change?

Supposedly she and the Obamas are blood enemies. Think she won’t use her power to go after them? Payback will be a bitch when the bitch of all bitches has control.


Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Condition White

Young lad, tweener, riding a bicycle down the sidewalk with earbuds in place, and presumably listening to music. Cars pulling out of driveways (commercial area) and he oblivious to anything not in front of him.

Hope the young fool lives long enough to grow up.

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Collins Foundation B-17

July 16, 2016 at the Longmont, CO airport. In addition to the B-17, they had a B-25, a B-24, and a two seat P-51. They were selling rides at $400+ and had so many takers only the B-17 became available before my knees and the heat sent me on my way.
Didn't go inside the B-17. I don't do lines, and this 72 year old body doesn't fold into spaces designed to accommodate fit young men.

I'm just putting up the pictures without comments. Enjoy or skip at your pleasure.

Not my first choice for footwear on concrete.

There were some interesting vendors.

This author, Kenny Kemp, moderates a Facebook Page about the WWII Pacific Theater.

 The foundation makes the bulk of their income from selling rides so being able to see the other aircraft can be hit or miss. Admission is reasonable.

 Many Civil Air Patrol cadets were present passing out water and helping in any way they could. Fine organization. One grandson joined but dropped out when he hit 6'11" and realized he couldn't be an Air Force pilot. The brat now plans to become a Marine Corps officer.

For more resolution than Blogger allows try

My first time using dropbox - hope it works.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Home Defense (Warning: Low Humor)

From an email sent by a friend.

California Self Defense
A liberal friend in California asked me what I thought he might need in order
To defend his home and family from home invasion.
I suggested a 9mm, a couple of clips, and a box of shells

A few days later he sent me this picture and asked me how to make it all work.
He voted for Obama...twice.

Thursday, July 14, 2016


Old NFO has a post up about Texas shade.

My space at work.  Other employees with dark cars resent my using that space. Since I come to work much earlier than anyone else, boo fucking hoo. Note the step van keeps my vehicle in the shade until noon or thereabouts.

Worked today for the the other driver on my route. He is good people and I’m happy to help him out. Something about his three dogs and a vet. Guess he had to see a man about a dog. (Yeah, yeah, low humor. Get over it).

Rare Wyoming sight.

Beautiful morning around Gurnsey, WY.

With the cloud cover it was around 73 in Kimball, NE. Turned off the A/C and drove with the window down enjoying the fresh air.

Back to Old NFO. He and friends recently made a trip to Chattanooga, TN. A list of friends.

Somehow I keep visualizing an advertisement with R. Lee Emery delivering the final line, “Someone picked the wrong vehicle to carjack”.