“Be a patriot on some other day.”

You’d probably seen on the news about the crap storm that happened in a Gilroy (People’s Republica De California) when the principal of Four Live Oak High School sent four students home for wearing T-Shirts depicting the American flag during the celebration of the Cinco de Mayo, a made up Mexican Holiday.

It is disgusting enough that wearing the US colors inside the United States could be construed as “incendiary”  but when I read the following quote:

“It’s disrespectful to do it on Cinco de Mayo,” said Jessica Cortez, a Live Oak sophomore. “They can be a patriot on some other day. Not that specific day.”

What in the name of the hookers of Tijuana (Mexico’s third biggest source of income after drugs and money sent from the USA by “undocumented” workers) are you talking about dear Cholita?  Do you have the ovarios to dictate when can somebody be patriotic? And if you are so Mexican Patriota, How come you have a Gringo name and live in Gringolandia and partake of the fruits that the Gringos stole from your Aztec People (The official parasites that sucked the life out of the Mayans) I just hate hypocrites.

Oye Yesi, you wanna impress me? Get your American Blue Jeans’ ass down to Ciudad de Mejico and demand the following:

  • Have official forms and paperwork in both English and Spanish.
  • Demand that informational signage should be in both English and Spanish.
  • Protest the drastic inmigration laws of Mejico and demand free passage between Mejico and Honduras.
  • Demand that the Fourth of July be celebrated or at least respected and that schools should raise the Stars & Bars and erase all traces of the Mexican flag during that day.
  • Tell us where to send the donations for your funeral, ’cause you will probably be beaten to death .

Si seras pendeja muchacha.

Quick note: Cinco de Mayo is allegedly commemorated for the Battle of Puebla. Only the people from Puebla sort of celebrates it and only because you may get a free day off work. This battle was in between the Mexican Army and the French and the French lost…as usual. It is embarrassing that anybody would celebrate beating a country that has a genetic disposition to wave a whit flag. Somebody said that the Battle of Pueblas is like the end of Rocky 2: Mexico was declared the winner because they got up first to run away and the referee called a K.O. for the hell of it.

Facepalm News: The Iron Pipeline…. mostly blowing verbal flatulence.

(cue ominous music)
The Iron Pipeline is the importation of illegal guns that land in Newark and are to be used to kill cops. (end ominous music) This is according to Newark’s Police Director Garry McCarthy. In the video you will see an M16, an MP5k and even a good old SKS.

You know and I know that we just can’t go to the local Mom & Pop gun shop or Gun Show and walk away with full auto weapons (I know, a shock to Bloomberg et all) so it makes you wonder where in the heck these “Cop Killing Weapons” came from. Since only Law Enforcement have easy access to full auto firearms and there have been cases of such weapons being stolen from police cruisers and assorted feds, one has to wonder if the first responsible in feeding the Iron Pipeline are dumb LEOs. Call it The Blue on Blue Iron Pipeline.

Hat tip to Maddened Fowl

How Not to Get Shot By Police: Don’t act Stupid.

David Codrea’s post on How Not to Get Shot By Police is somewhat coincidental. Last night during witching hour, a bunch of patrol cars from the local PD came flying in looking to get in our property (a vast areas lemme tell ya) and you could tell they were in a pissed-off hurry. I granted them access and a total of 11 vehicles rushed in. A couple of them had their swirly lights on and our supervisor Peter P. (as in the Peter Principle) came out of his masturbatory cubbyhole, frantically waving screaming to the cops to shut down the lights least they scare our skittish dwellers. Cops obviously were gone before he could say much so Peter jumped in a golf cart and gave chase. About 15 minutes later Peter is back looking somewhat stricken and commented that a cop pointed a gun at him for no good reason.  It seems Peter P. found where the empty police vehicles were parked, two of them with the lights doing the Disco scene, got off his golf cart and proceeded to search on foot for the officers. Did I mention that the property is veeery dark at night? Peter P. did find a couple of officers who trained their sidearms on him and almost shot him in a case of high level stupidity.

As it happened, Police were looking for a violent fella (big sucker too) who was involved in an Assault & Battery, ran away and jumped our fence. He got arrested and taken away and all officers left waving thanks for our cooperation, OK one didn’t while he gave Peter P. a dose of the evil eye as he drove by. After all Black & Whites were gone, Peter being his Principled self admonished me for not stopping the offending vehicles and telling them to kill their lights. I pointed out to Peter that racking a dose of Obstruction of Justice was not something I wanted to achieve when cops were after a dangerous felon, but I don’t think he understood the concept. Oh well…

Cinco de Ketchup!

Because the next idiot that says Cinco de Mayo is a Latino Celebration and I should participate,  is gonna get a boot up his tamale.

. Why you ask? ‘Cause I said once:

I hereby declare, on oath, that I absolutely and entirely renounce and abjure all allegiance and fidelity to any foreign prince, potentate, state, or sovereignty, of whom or which I have heretofore been a subject or citizen; that I will support and defend the Constitution and laws of the United States of America against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I will bear arms on behalf of the United States when required by the law; that I will perform non-combatant service in the Armed Forces of the United States when required by the law; that I will perform work of national importance under civilian direction when required by the law, and that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion, so help me God.

And I meant it.  My holiday is the Fourth of July.

NRA: The Gun Owners’ Welfare State.

The new trend amongst the gun “chic” is to openly badmouth the NRA. According to several posts in blogs and open letters, we should basically go to Virginia and set fire to the NRA Building ’cause the NRA is not doing enough. The latest and loudest comes from the director Jewish For The Preservation of Firearms Ownership Aaron Zelman in An Open Letter To Ted Nugent: “The Day I’ll Join The NRA.

Others are bitching about the NRA’s meet in North Carolina not being allowed to carry inside the convention center. Others are still pissed that the NRA got in the Supreme Court presentation in McDonald v. Chicago even though  that after reading the transcripts, it seems we will be winning because the NRA’s due process clause approach after the beating Alan Gura (and God Bless this man’s work) took from all judges about Incorporation.

So the gripes against the NRA are limitless. I posted in Say Uncle that by next week, somebody will say that the NRA was secretly funding the Violence Policy Center. I am willing to bet that the loudest crybabies are the ones that only pay the yearly $35 for NRA’s membership.  That little card it seems has become the Official Welfare Card of the Gun Owners because their “members” make some amazing demands and in a time frame that borders selective stupidity. It seems that personal responsibility went out the window and we are behaving exactly as like those lazy ass bastards on the Government Cheese sucking the life out of the hard working people through taxation to pay for their housing, medicines and … yes, government cheese.

Some examples why NRA is bad (according to the crybabies) because :

  • It hasn’t destroyed The National Firearms Act.
  • It has not achieved yet Constitutional Carry.
  • Does not provide Lawyers Pro Bono if you are stupid enough to break gun laws.
  • It is too cozy with Cops. (Like pissing off all LEOs is something to be proud of or even smart.)
  • They are too close to Washington D.C.

The crybabies demand (for $35 a year):

  • Free Guns
  • Free Ammo
  • Instant reversal of US v. MIller.
  • Instant Constitutional Carry (The fact that carrying a weapon was unheard off in the last century and a half except in the West does not apply)
  • Free pro Bono lawyers for any kind of legal problems.
  • Do more for Hunting and less for Gun Rights
  • Do more for Gun Rights and less for Hunting.
  • Get pro gun laws written, passed by congress and signed into law within 24 hours (just like they solve crimes in CSI)

Really people, shut the fuck up. And pardon my french but enough with the rubbish.

An Armed & Polite Society: You wanna try that torch with me, boy?

According to Silicon Valley’s Mercury News, a march of peace loving, open minded, love for everybody support for Illegal Aliens turned violent and ended up in a riot.  This line caught my attention:

Many in the group were carrying makeshift torches as they marched, breaking storefront windows and writing “anarchist graffiti” on buildings,

Somebody seems to be watching way too many late night movies at the local revolutionary coffee house in Santa Clara. But I doubt something like that is gonna happen with the locals here in South Florida. First Cubans, Puerto Ricans and Hatians don’t give a damn squat about Mexican (<gasp!> Brown brothers not united? No.</gasp>) and second, we have this thing called law and more precisely Title XLVI, Chapter 776,

Justifiable Use Of Force.

776.08  Forcible felony.–“Forcible felony” means treason; murder; manslaughter; sexual battery; carjacking; home-invasion robbery; robbery; burglary; arson; kidnapping; aggravated assault; aggravated battery; aggravated stalking; aircraft piracy; unlawful throwing, placing, or discharging of a destructive device or bomb; and any other felony which involves the use or threat of physical force or violence against any individual.

Like I said, I don’t imaging seeing stupid kids in dressed all in black roaming the streets of Miami with torches… at least not vertically for long.  Either the heat stroke would drop them or store owners would get some trigger practice between sips of cuban coffee and bites of rotis. (pass the Tabasco, would ya?)

3 Percenters.

So far I met a couple of 3Pers and this is pretty much what I think of them.


Main Entry: blow·hard
Pronunciation: \-ˌhärd\
Function: noun
Date: 1848

1 : braggart
2 : windbag

I figure I am not going to get many new friends with this, but I gotta call them as I see them.