Trampling 2nd Amendment Not Enough for Gun Ban Zealots
Yep, we are all domestic terrorists. Just by virtue of being a NRA member. Damn, I'm on another list. I must be doing something right.
2nd Amendment, Iowa carry laws and Veterans concerns. Also anything else we want to talk about.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Gun "Buyback" Endangers Public in Order to Score Political Points
Gun "Buyback" Endangers Public in Order to Score Political Points
Another do nothing buy back. These are a joke and even the people running the thing knows it. The only guns they are "taking off the street" are grandpa's old shotgun that's been sitting in the closet so long it's probably rusted to the point it won't shoot. Criminals won't turn in their guns unless they are getting rid of a hot murder weapon.
Another do nothing buy back. These are a joke and even the people running the thing knows it. The only guns they are "taking off the street" are grandpa's old shotgun that's been sitting in the closet so long it's probably rusted to the point it won't shoot. Criminals won't turn in their guns unless they are getting rid of a hot murder weapon.
Friday, July 4, 2014
MY FOURTH OF JULY POST
I think Kenny pretty well covers the situation.
The Fourth has always been a special day for me. Anybody that knows me knows I’m not big on holidays. Christmas and Thanksgiving are a pain as far as preparations go and having to deal with family that doesn’t want anything to do with me the rest of the year, Easter – I’m surprised they still celebrate Easter seeing as it’s offensive to muslims and liberals, Veteran’s and Memorial day always rubbed me wrong because those are days for memories that should be thought of everyday, Labor Day is just an excuse for a barbecue, but the Fourth to me was always special because of the anniversary it represents.
Not anymore. The Fourth is nothing but a reminder of what a mess our Nation has become. Our Founding Fathers and the Citizens of that period sacrificed everything to ensure Freedom for their descendants and immigrants coming here to seek a better life for themselves and their families. There were provisions in the Constitution to prevent the new government from becoming what they were trying to get out from under. The Bill of Rights came later naming our basic human rights so that future generations wouldn’t pervert the Yellowed Paper in order to grant them powers that weren’t theirs to begin with.
Now I get up in the morning and read what the government wants me to read. If the press isn’t in lockstep with the president then they aren’t allowed in his press corp. If you file for something under the Freedom of Information Act, you see only what the government wants you to see, everything else is blacked out.
My weapons of self defense are government approved but they say if I don’t have a permit for them then they must stay at home, but at the same time the government says the police have no obligation or duty to protect me or mine.
My food has to be approved by the government. I can no longer drink raw milk or eat cheese that hasn’t been homogenized or pasteurized because evidently I don’t know what’s good for me. Even homeopathic medicines have to be government approved if I want to buy them instead of growing and harvesting them myself.
Our children are wards of the State. If they attend a public school, they learn what the government wants them to learn. The government has changed history to suit their views, not what really happened. You are not allowed to discipline your children with your own hand under threat of law. The government determines if your children are eating healthy lunches or not – not lunches from school but what Mom has packed for them.
We’re under constant surveillance. Every time I walk out of my house I have to assume I’m on somebody’s camera. Traffic cams, security cams, dash cams, you name it. My emails are being monitored by the government. My website is being monitored by the government. Every piece of mail – every piece – passing through the post office is photographed and recorded. Every phone call we make, every text we send is monitored by the NSA. Boxes on the side of the roads log in bluetooth information from passing cars to determine who’s in what car traveling down the road, where you got on the road and where you left it. Radar is monitoring our speed.
Our public lands are no longer public. The Bureau of Land Management and Forest Service determine what we can and cannot do on our own public lands and reserve the right to charge us fees for their use. If you resist you will be arrested, fined and possibly imprisoned.
Everything has to be registered. Our vehicles are registered, our animals are registered, our firearms are registered, our watercraft is registered. By the way, you can read that as taxed.
Our police have gone from being peace officers to law enforcement officers. They have the right by decree of government to search you simply by stating they believe you may have committed a crime. In some cities they can search you just because they want to. They burst into our homes, kill our dogs and search our personal belongings with only the simplest of causes. SWAT teams – a concept that was designed for hostage situations – conduct an average of 124 raids every day. Now they raid barber shops for unlicensed (read that untaxed) barbers, they’re raiding dairies suspected of selling raw milk and they’re raiding mom and pop marijuana growers.
With the NDAA and “Patriot” Act, we no longer have a right to an attorney or a Right to a speedy trial in front of a jury of our peers, in fact we no longer have a Right to a trial at all. Indefinite detention is the Plan of the Day at the pleasure of the government.
The tax man takes between 30 and 50% of our paychecks, most of it outright theft. We support, out of our paychecks and from the sweat of our brow, cash and food for those that won’t work, medical and child care for those same deadbeats, organizations through federal and state grants that we don’t morally support or agree with, wars that we may not agree with, and anything else that the government feels is necessary.
Any mention of God has been removed from our schools and government buildings even though this once-great Nation was founded on Christian principles. We can no longer pray before meetings nor can our children while at school. Our churches are regulated as far as mentioning politics. The entire “Separation of Church and State” has been twisted from not allowing the State to force a religion on us to not wanting to offend anybody by asserting our personal beliefs.
Our Nation is presently being overrun with illegal immigrants and our government who swore an oath to obey the Constitution and the Law of the Land is ignoring the law by not defending our borders. In fact, they’re encouraging these illegals to come by rewarding them with promises of a better life and citizenship. If you think this bothers you, think about the immigrants that came here legally and got pushed to the back of the line because of promises that our politicians have made.
Our politicians truly believe they are above us, forgetting that they serve us and not the other way around. We have politicians that carry firearms and surround themselves with bodyguards, yet they deny us the very basic human Right to defend ourselves by outlawing us commoners to own and carry firearms and other weapons. They break laws with impunity, yet imprison us for doing the same. They refuse to listen to the People’s desires and instead enact laws they want. We have a president that says we must conserve energy and cut down on pollutants, yet he and his family fly on Air Force One for their many vacations every year. Our fuel prices have been above $3 a gallon for a record breaking 1200 days because our president refuses to cut our dependency on foreign oil and use our own natural resources which would also provide much needed jobs for us. Our president bows to foreign Heads of State, showing them that he believes we are subservient to them. Our government has done everything it can to make sure that we, as a Nation, serves it instead of the other way around.
This is not the Nation our Founding Fathers wanted for us. I know that if they could see what we’ve turned into, they would be appalled. I know I am, and that’s the reason the Fourth holds no special place in my heart anymore.
-Kenny Lane (Wirecutter)
www.knuckledraggin.com
Ceres, CA.
For the past week I’ve probably started a half dozen posts just for the one day we have to celebrate our Founding Father’s groundwork for a new, Free Nation under God.
I trashed every one of them. Instead, I wrote this. I kept the language clean so that if anybody wanted to use it on their sites, they could without editing.
As with anything you find here, it’s free for anybody to use. I only ask that it’s published in it’s entirety and that my name and link at the bottom be included. I WANT the government to know I wrote this.
The Fourth has always been a special day for me. Anybody that knows me knows I’m not big on holidays. Christmas and Thanksgiving are a pain as far as preparations go and having to deal with family that doesn’t want anything to do with me the rest of the year, Easter – I’m surprised they still celebrate Easter seeing as it’s offensive to muslims and liberals, Veteran’s and Memorial day always rubbed me wrong because those are days for memories that should be thought of everyday, Labor Day is just an excuse for a barbecue, but the Fourth to me was always special because of the anniversary it represents.
Not anymore. The Fourth is nothing but a reminder of what a mess our Nation has become. Our Founding Fathers and the Citizens of that period sacrificed everything to ensure Freedom for their descendants and immigrants coming here to seek a better life for themselves and their families. There were provisions in the Constitution to prevent the new government from becoming what they were trying to get out from under. The Bill of Rights came later naming our basic human rights so that future generations wouldn’t pervert the Yellowed Paper in order to grant them powers that weren’t theirs to begin with.
Now I get up in the morning and read what the government wants me to read. If the press isn’t in lockstep with the president then they aren’t allowed in his press corp. If you file for something under the Freedom of Information Act, you see only what the government wants you to see, everything else is blacked out.
My weapons of self defense are government approved but they say if I don’t have a permit for them then they must stay at home, but at the same time the government says the police have no obligation or duty to protect me or mine.
My food has to be approved by the government. I can no longer drink raw milk or eat cheese that hasn’t been homogenized or pasteurized because evidently I don’t know what’s good for me. Even homeopathic medicines have to be government approved if I want to buy them instead of growing and harvesting them myself.
Our children are wards of the State. If they attend a public school, they learn what the government wants them to learn. The government has changed history to suit their views, not what really happened. You are not allowed to discipline your children with your own hand under threat of law. The government determines if your children are eating healthy lunches or not – not lunches from school but what Mom has packed for them.
We’re under constant surveillance. Every time I walk out of my house I have to assume I’m on somebody’s camera. Traffic cams, security cams, dash cams, you name it. My emails are being monitored by the government. My website is being monitored by the government. Every piece of mail – every piece – passing through the post office is photographed and recorded. Every phone call we make, every text we send is monitored by the NSA. Boxes on the side of the roads log in bluetooth information from passing cars to determine who’s in what car traveling down the road, where you got on the road and where you left it. Radar is monitoring our speed.
Our public lands are no longer public. The Bureau of Land Management and Forest Service determine what we can and cannot do on our own public lands and reserve the right to charge us fees for their use. If you resist you will be arrested, fined and possibly imprisoned.
Everything has to be registered. Our vehicles are registered, our animals are registered, our firearms are registered, our watercraft is registered. By the way, you can read that as taxed.
Our police have gone from being peace officers to law enforcement officers. They have the right by decree of government to search you simply by stating they believe you may have committed a crime. In some cities they can search you just because they want to. They burst into our homes, kill our dogs and search our personal belongings with only the simplest of causes. SWAT teams – a concept that was designed for hostage situations – conduct an average of 124 raids every day. Now they raid barber shops for unlicensed (read that untaxed) barbers, they’re raiding dairies suspected of selling raw milk and they’re raiding mom and pop marijuana growers.
With the NDAA and “Patriot” Act, we no longer have a right to an attorney or a Right to a speedy trial in front of a jury of our peers, in fact we no longer have a Right to a trial at all. Indefinite detention is the Plan of the Day at the pleasure of the government.
The tax man takes between 30 and 50% of our paychecks, most of it outright theft. We support, out of our paychecks and from the sweat of our brow, cash and food for those that won’t work, medical and child care for those same deadbeats, organizations through federal and state grants that we don’t morally support or agree with, wars that we may not agree with, and anything else that the government feels is necessary.
Any mention of God has been removed from our schools and government buildings even though this once-great Nation was founded on Christian principles. We can no longer pray before meetings nor can our children while at school. Our churches are regulated as far as mentioning politics. The entire “Separation of Church and State” has been twisted from not allowing the State to force a religion on us to not wanting to offend anybody by asserting our personal beliefs.
Our Nation is presently being overrun with illegal immigrants and our government who swore an oath to obey the Constitution and the Law of the Land is ignoring the law by not defending our borders. In fact, they’re encouraging these illegals to come by rewarding them with promises of a better life and citizenship. If you think this bothers you, think about the immigrants that came here legally and got pushed to the back of the line because of promises that our politicians have made.
Our politicians truly believe they are above us, forgetting that they serve us and not the other way around. We have politicians that carry firearms and surround themselves with bodyguards, yet they deny us the very basic human Right to defend ourselves by outlawing us commoners to own and carry firearms and other weapons. They break laws with impunity, yet imprison us for doing the same. They refuse to listen to the People’s desires and instead enact laws they want. We have a president that says we must conserve energy and cut down on pollutants, yet he and his family fly on Air Force One for their many vacations every year. Our fuel prices have been above $3 a gallon for a record breaking 1200 days because our president refuses to cut our dependency on foreign oil and use our own natural resources which would also provide much needed jobs for us. Our president bows to foreign Heads of State, showing them that he believes we are subservient to them. Our government has done everything it can to make sure that we, as a Nation, serves it instead of the other way around.
This is not the Nation our Founding Fathers wanted for us. I know that if they could see what we’ve turned into, they would be appalled. I know I am, and that’s the reason the Fourth holds no special place in my heart anymore.
-Kenny Lane (Wirecutter)
www.knuckledraggin.com
Ceres, CA.
For the past week I’ve probably started a half dozen posts just for the one day we have to celebrate our Founding Father’s groundwork for a new, Free Nation under God.
I trashed every one of them. Instead, I wrote this. I kept the language clean so that if anybody wanted to use it on their sites, they could without editing.
As with anything you find here, it’s free for anybody to use. I only ask that it’s published in it’s entirety and that my name and link at the bottom be included. I WANT the government to know I wrote this.
Falling from the roof
I got the call about 3 Monday afternoon. There had been a accident, a bad one. It seems my brothers safety rope had failed. He slid down the steel roof they were installing and went over the edge, about 22 feet to the ground. My nephew called and all he knew was they had life flighted him to St Louis. J.R. told me that they had him in surgery, removing pieces of broken bone from his spine. He gave me the number and the search was on.
I called and got the general desk, nope, no one by that name here. I explained what I knew. They transferred me to the emergency department. Nope, no one here by that name. They did have a Doe come in and he was rushed to surgery. Transferred again. Yes, he's in surgery. Finally, someone knows his name and what is going on. They confirmed that he was in surgery but they couldn't tell me anything else.
Phone calls got made, arrangements made and bags packed and loaded in the car. We didn't get to leave until almost 8 PM. Luckily, it's only a six hour drive. Well, in theory anyway. Before we even got out of town we had to stop and fill up, get drinks and snacks and one last potty check. About half of the trip was on 2 lanes. It was raining and storming for most of that 1st half. Nothing like driving rain with some hail thrown in to make the drive so much more pleasant. After a few hours of fighting the weather, I decided a nap was in order. We stopped at a truck stop in Bethany Mo.and I tried to get a couple hours of sleep. After spending what seemed like a eternity dozing and waking up to check the time, I decided it was time to get back on the road. It was 0430 Tuesday morning. We hit the head and got coffee and away we went.
We rolled into St Louis at 0700 and was parked and in the hospital lobby just 30 minutes later. We checked with surgery and found out he was in ICU. We had to wait until 0800 to get in. He looked like absolute hell. His right leg was in traction and he was one big bruise. He was awake but groggy from the previous days anesthesia. We talked about his accident, just what exactly happened. They were putting a metal roof on a old 2 story colonial. It's got a steep pitch, nearly 60 degrees. He was sweating so bad that his shoes were wet. He slipped and his safety rope caught him for just a second. He told me that he saw the knot come untied. After that it was a quick trip to the ground.
He landed on his right hip and the force broke his femur. It also shattered the bad disk in his back. He hit so hard that his top plate came out of his mouth and shattered on the ground. The emergency folks were called and the process started. The locals couldn't handle the problem so he was sent to Cape Girardeu to a better facility. Because of the severity of his back injury, they decided to fly him to St Louis to Barnes Jewish hospital. This is where the confusion starts. At Charleston, the cut off his clothes. They were given to my nephew,, along with his ID. By the time he got to Barnes, he was pretty drugged up and couldn't tell them his name. By the time we got there, he was in ICU listed as Bone, Doe. Bone, because of the type of injury and Doe, because they didn't know his name. Hilarity ensued while we tracked him down.
Tuesday, they came and got him at 1 PM to do the surgery on his leg. He now has a nice metal rod holding his femur together. While he was in surgery, we took the opportunity to go get some lunch. We found a Golden Corral somewhere south of the hospital. I doubt if I could find it again. Not knowing exactly where we were, we started north. She had never seen the Arch, so we got as close as we could. The road that lead down to it was closed. She did get some nice pictures though.
We got back about the time he came out of surgery. He was pretty out of it so she went down to the waiting room and I stayed with Jim. Since he was out of it,we decided a motel room was going to be a lot nicer than a couch in the waiting room. That by then was getting crowded with noisy people and their even noisier kids. Besides, a hot shower was going to be excellent. We went back the next morning and I spent most of the day with him.We decided about 2 PM to head home. We had some friends watching the house and taking care of the dogs. After a couple stops along the way, we got home about 9:30 Wednesday night.
I called Jim yesterday and they were going to transfer him out of the ICU to a regular room.I don't know how long he will be there and they are already talking about transferring him to a rehab living center. He's got along way to go,but he does have feeling in his feet and legs, so that is something. More when I know more. If you are so inclined,you might ask the Big Guy to watch out for us fools, we tend to be hard headed. And hardheaded will probably be why I know he's going to be OK.
I called and got the general desk, nope, no one by that name here. I explained what I knew. They transferred me to the emergency department. Nope, no one here by that name. They did have a Doe come in and he was rushed to surgery. Transferred again. Yes, he's in surgery. Finally, someone knows his name and what is going on. They confirmed that he was in surgery but they couldn't tell me anything else.
Phone calls got made, arrangements made and bags packed and loaded in the car. We didn't get to leave until almost 8 PM. Luckily, it's only a six hour drive. Well, in theory anyway. Before we even got out of town we had to stop and fill up, get drinks and snacks and one last potty check. About half of the trip was on 2 lanes. It was raining and storming for most of that 1st half. Nothing like driving rain with some hail thrown in to make the drive so much more pleasant. After a few hours of fighting the weather, I decided a nap was in order. We stopped at a truck stop in Bethany Mo.and I tried to get a couple hours of sleep. After spending what seemed like a eternity dozing and waking up to check the time, I decided it was time to get back on the road. It was 0430 Tuesday morning. We hit the head and got coffee and away we went.
We rolled into St Louis at 0700 and was parked and in the hospital lobby just 30 minutes later. We checked with surgery and found out he was in ICU. We had to wait until 0800 to get in. He looked like absolute hell. His right leg was in traction and he was one big bruise. He was awake but groggy from the previous days anesthesia. We talked about his accident, just what exactly happened. They were putting a metal roof on a old 2 story colonial. It's got a steep pitch, nearly 60 degrees. He was sweating so bad that his shoes were wet. He slipped and his safety rope caught him for just a second. He told me that he saw the knot come untied. After that it was a quick trip to the ground.
He landed on his right hip and the force broke his femur. It also shattered the bad disk in his back. He hit so hard that his top plate came out of his mouth and shattered on the ground. The emergency folks were called and the process started. The locals couldn't handle the problem so he was sent to Cape Girardeu to a better facility. Because of the severity of his back injury, they decided to fly him to St Louis to Barnes Jewish hospital. This is where the confusion starts. At Charleston, the cut off his clothes. They were given to my nephew,, along with his ID. By the time he got to Barnes, he was pretty drugged up and couldn't tell them his name. By the time we got there, he was in ICU listed as Bone, Doe. Bone, because of the type of injury and Doe, because they didn't know his name. Hilarity ensued while we tracked him down.
Tuesday, they came and got him at 1 PM to do the surgery on his leg. He now has a nice metal rod holding his femur together. While he was in surgery, we took the opportunity to go get some lunch. We found a Golden Corral somewhere south of the hospital. I doubt if I could find it again. Not knowing exactly where we were, we started north. She had never seen the Arch, so we got as close as we could. The road that lead down to it was closed. She did get some nice pictures though.
We got back about the time he came out of surgery. He was pretty out of it so she went down to the waiting room and I stayed with Jim. Since he was out of it,we decided a motel room was going to be a lot nicer than a couch in the waiting room. That by then was getting crowded with noisy people and their even noisier kids. Besides, a hot shower was going to be excellent. We went back the next morning and I spent most of the day with him.We decided about 2 PM to head home. We had some friends watching the house and taking care of the dogs. After a couple stops along the way, we got home about 9:30 Wednesday night.
I called Jim yesterday and they were going to transfer him out of the ICU to a regular room.I don't know how long he will be there and they are already talking about transferring him to a rehab living center. He's got along way to go,but he does have feeling in his feet and legs, so that is something. More when I know more. If you are so inclined,you might ask the Big Guy to watch out for us fools, we tend to be hard headed. And hardheaded will probably be why I know he's going to be OK.
Veterans
Veterans signed their lives away,
To protect this land every day.
Because of the brave we all see.
America is still the ‘land of the free’.
To protect this land every day.
Because of the brave we all see.
America is still the ‘land of the free’.
A blank check they did sign,
Willing to lay their lives on the line.
Arms and legs they did lose,
PTSD and physical abuse.
Willing to lay their lives on the line.
Arms and legs they did lose,
PTSD and physical abuse.
After coming home from the horrors of war,
Many with emotional and battle scar.
The VA there to help them all,
FAILED and let many many fall.
Many with emotional and battle scar.
The VA there to help them all,
FAILED and let many many fall.
Many died because the VA lied,
Has definitely dampened American pride.
Cheaters and liars this government has become,
Letting our heroes die one by one.
Has definitely dampened American pride.
Cheaters and liars this government has become,
Letting our heroes die one by one.
All gave some and some gave all,
And many continue to carry the ball.
We are still free because of them,
They are the proud the fighting men.
And many continue to carry the ball.
We are still free because of them,
They are the proud the fighting men.
America when is enough enough?
Letting government ride roughshod over us.
I am a PROUD veteran you see,
And my battle cry is MOLON LABE !!
Letting government ride roughshod over us.
I am a PROUD veteran you see,
And my battle cry is MOLON LABE !!
John D USN RVN ‘71, 72, ‘73, evac ‘75
05/22/2014
05/22/2014
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Monday, June 30, 2014
Lagniappe's Lair: Talk about people who need to be careful what they wish for...
Lagniappe's Lair: Talk about people who need to be careful what they wish for...
When (not if) the collapse comes, there are going to be two types of people. The survivors and everyone else. A bunch of the commentors in the original article won't last more than a month, if that long. There are advantages to being raised to be self sufficient.
When (not if) the collapse comes, there are going to be two types of people. The survivors and everyone else. A bunch of the commentors in the original article won't last more than a month, if that long. There are advantages to being raised to be self sufficient.
Sunday, June 29, 2014
90 Miles From Tyranny : IRS scandal is a violation of Americans’ trust
90 Miles From Tyranny : IRS scandal is a violation of Americans’ trust: U.S. Rep. Marsha Blackburn It is with a heavy heart and disappointment that I write this. In May 2013, we confirmed the IRS was targetin...
Well worth the time.
Well worth the time.
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