Quote of the day
No attribution found, but too good to pass up.
I must say I find the lack of violent peaceful protests outside of Harvey Weinstein’s home surprising.
I’m kidding.
I’m not surprised at all.
Where a Hispanic Catholic, and a Computer Geek write about Gun Rights, Self Defense and whatever else we can think about.
I have a feeling that Campus Nazis is going to be a recurring post for a while.
Today’s episode comes from The University of Utah, where protesters wanted to block Ben Shapiro from speaking.
It was pretty stereotypical, with stupid chants, Antifa flags, and kids dressed in all black with their faces covered.
There were two interesting things I noticed in this video.
First, as these kids win on campuses with administrators failing to control the situation, they are becoming more emboldened to say what they actually mean.
You heard that right, the Constitution is not a relevant document.
Not just are these people tyrannical, they are the worst form of tyranny. They are capricious dictators, there is no fundamental law except what whim they have today, and we all see how fast that changes and how they turn on each other.
The other thing I notices was their leader.
This skinny, gender neutral, pantywaist with his smug grin, nerd glasses, pink sweater, and earring.
This is the leader of the #Resistance.
This is what school administrators are afraid of, and it shows what kind of spineless, gutless, dickless, chicken-shit cowards they are.
These kids win on their campus and so they think they are winning in America.
I want to see this waifish twink actually lead his #Resistance against a bunch of Alabama good-ol-boys, or South Dakota ranchers. The people that I lived and worked with who put in 40 hours a week of back breaking hard work then go out in freezing conditions to hunt on the weekend.
Guys, who when they say “picked up a tranny this weekend” aren’t virtue signaling about their gender non-discriminatory dating preferences, but mean actually lifting a couple of hundred pounds of gears and clutch pack into and out of the bed of a truck.
These people have no idea what is waiting for them outside of their bubble.
If they try to bring this into the real world, the real world will slam into them like a freight train.
It started with a 1911 I built. I got a Remington R1 Enhanced and proceeded to stone, hone, and polish every mating surface until it ran like a champ and had a trigger pull like breaking glass. I then up graded it with Wilson Combat Bulletproof oversize slide release and thumb safety, Novak big dot front night sight and U-notch rear, and VZ grips.
It was too nice to just sit in the safe and occasionally get carried. It had to come out and play. It was a fightin’ pistol and so I thought I’d get back into IDPA after a number of years off (thanks Chicago).
I got a buddy of mine from work to join me for IDPA, he was a USPSA shooter some years back and then convinced me to shoot that on the following weekends.
Well, a 0.145 inch front night sight and fixed rear is fasts for a defensive sight, not so accurate at distance. I was limited by my equipment.
What to do? Build another gun.
Same platform and most of the same upgrades, then I added a Storm Lake match barrel, Wilson combat oversize mag release, and EGW mainspring housing and mag well. The sights are different, a Kensight adjustable rear and 0.100 inch fiber optic front. I spend hours with a stone and a Dremel with a felt pad and some Flitz and made all the critical surfaces shine like a mirror.
If the first one is for fightin’ this one is for fun. She is built to fit two categories, IDPA CDP and USPSA Single Stack Major. This still limits me (I have to shoot 45 ACP and still have to fit in the IDPA box) but not as much.
On Saturday, I took her out and got her feet wet.
The gun is way accurate. I was scoring A zone hits at good distance.
It does help if I hit all the targets. On one stage, I totally walked by two that were hiding behind a barrel. Misses AND procedural FTE’s kicked my score right in the balls.
To be honest, between the two, I prefer IDPA. I’m still going to shoot USPSA, but as practice for IDPA and not because I feel like ranking in USPSA. I just can’t get over the strategy, or that fact that after four years of grad level calculus I still can’t figure out hit factor scoring.
I keep getting the same bullshit advice: “you don’t need to concentrate on A hits, you can get some B’s and C’s when shooting major.”
Thanks Mike Charlie-Delta. That still doesn’t sit well with me. Yes, I shot that stage in 28 seconds and you shot it in 12, but you didn’t hit fuck all and I shot it clean. I’m not the fastest, and I won’t ever be, but you are just making noise while running. So excuse me if “don’t worry about accuracy” is not what you should be telling anyone.
IDPA feels more honest, full 45 or small 9mm, points down are points down. It’s about stopping the fight and an a big bullet to the love handles isn’t as effective as a small bullet to the vitals.
Also, I get that at a USPSA match I’m only competing against other shooters in my division, but usually I’m the only or maybe one of two or three, shooter in my division. So I’ll shoot a stage and feel good about my 20 second all A time, and then the next guy is shooting PCC with a 40 round mag and clears the stage in 8 seconds, all A’s and no reloads. In IDPA the guy with the Glock 17 only has 11 in his gun, so no more than two rounds more than me. On a long stage, we have the same number of reloads. On a short stage I have have one and he has none, but our times will still be close.
Don’t take what I’m saying to imply I’m not having fun. I am. A lot. Just that IDPA feels driven more by shooting fundamentals while USPSA has a lot more game strategy, and I prefer the former to the latter.
I’m still going to shoot both, and I will keep pushing faster and faster but with my focus on accuracy rather than score.
I’m just tempted to print a shirt that says “IDPA: Because I don’t bring a calculator to a gunfight” and wear it to a USPSA match.
Maybe that’s too much trolling.
I click open Twitter and I see this making the rounds:
Apparently there is some sort of tiff and I would even dare to suggest an unpaid bill between The Faux Beheader and The Liberal Ambulance Chaser.
It is never good to piss your lawyer off. Ms. Bloom chose to respond:
Now, I do not know if that happened, but since Kathy Griffin is known as a comedian and is known for saying off the cuff things, Bloom’s tale tends to be a bit more believable.
Anyway, the end result is the same:
That’s old hat, who cares.
It was caught on tape. Watch it. This is critical.
Did you hear the language that they used?
The very existence of these people was a threat to other students.
Think about that.
That College Republicans EXIST is a threat.
Of course, a threat can be defended against with violence
Logically, a student can therefore engage in violence against Republics for simply existing.
These students have gone full Nazi. Republicans, and presumably anyone right of Social Justice, is an untermensch and cannot be allowed to exist for the safety of the people.
This is a campus kristallnacht in the making.
Once upon a time Maxine Waters was not really on the national radar. She was consistently one of the most corrupt members of Congress, protected by being an entrenched politician in a gerrymandered district.
Then Donald J. Trump got elected President and Maine Waters’ unhinged calls for impeachment – despite no evidence or justification for such – and constant promotion of the craziest of Russian collusion conspiracies has made her a hero, if not a Patron Saint, of the #Resistance.
I think she is trying to earn a new title “General Maxine Waters.”
She was made a speaker at some gala event in which she said she would “take out” Trump herself.
It seems that she wants to lead the Junta that the #Resistance has fantasies of becoming.
If that happens, I foresee Frederica Wilson being appointed Vice President, since she does has the fashion sense and wisdom of a Socialist African dictator.
The second American Civil War is going to be a hoot.
I can’t wait for statues of General Maxine Waters mounted resplendent on a horse in town squares of The Democratic Socialist Republic of New Yorkifornia.