A National Right to Carry Bill brings a smile to my face. Apart from the obvious, the thought of Criminals in places like New York or L.A. having to rethink the idea of hitting tourist is just too much not to enjoy. I can envision a couple of thugs scratching their plans to attack a couple of tourists because they found out they sound or look like they are from Florida or Texas or whatever “retrograde” state we might come from.

NYC would benefit enormously from the Tourist trade: Not only we would bring our monies to town, we get to reduce the crime rate without any additional expenditure for cops or equipment.

I’d see t-shirts like this becoming popular:

CSGV had a link to a blog/webiste/whatever where Dr. Art Kamm riles against the NC bill that allows guns in places where alcohol is sold. As I read the article, I could visualize a fella in white medical coat, nametag, stethoscope around his neck (and don’t ask me why, a crappy mustache and wire-rimmed glasses) using a fatherly yet stern voice while warning us about the “disaster” that mixing guns and alcohol would be.

He closes his article with the following jewel:

And for those who might say as this has not occurred it is not a problem, go to my first article (link here) where it is explained that it is not history, but rather potential, that is central to enacting commonsense safety regulation.

Wait..WHAT? I could not myself and engaged the good doctor (specializing in Dermatology) and pointed out that Florida possesses a 23 year history of guns in restaurants without wild shootouts but he basically chose to ignore the facts because they interfere with his proposition and “belief.” The final nail in his self-interment was to quote the infamous Kellerman 43 times study which pretty much is an indicator the person bringing it out is a political hack and a statistical moron.

I did wave him goodbye with this final post:

One last thing Doctor: Should you be arrested and jailed for rape even though you never committed such crime? According to your final statement you have both the potential and the equipment. Past history of your behavior, morals and honesty should not be considered, right?

I wonder if he will go the Japete route with that comment…

Big PS: Do enjoy Sean Sorrentino’s comments, he took the good Idiot to task.

It lost track of how many violations were done less than halfway through the video. You may wanna mute it till the last minute or so.

Missy is a rescued cat that my wife and my mother got from the Humane Society of Broward County. She was a little nothing barely bigger than my hand when we got her, but apparently we feed pets rather well plus we suspect she has some Maine Coon in her because she has grown quite a bit in these last 5 years. Plus she is pampered as only cats can be.

Today I woke up around 3:30 am and decided to do some long overdue writing. Before I could do much, Your Highness Missy I demanded her share of foodstuffs. I complied faithfully, she ate and promptly disappeared to the couch for her pre-sleep nap. I was rewarded with two and a half hours of uninterrupted work time and was able to make progress in my article. Missy has one weird trait (among many others) that she does not say “meow” but “mee” which is proper to her royal “gimme-gimme” attitude. It is also quite annoying when you are trying to concentrate on something or sleep, two events happening in my home when she started her demands.

MIssy: Mee! Mee! (sounding ‘pretty please’)

Me: “For the love of God! I just fed you. Shush!

Missy: Meeeee! (demanding ‘pretty please’)

Me, “No and stop it. You had a full can of that Fancy Feast crap and a bowl of hard food.”

Missy: Meee! (sounding sad and hungry)

Mom: (from her room) Dale de comer a la gata! (Feed the cat)

Wife: (from her room) Feed the cat!

Me: She was fed…ya le di de comer!

Missy: Meeeeee! (You are lying! Mommy, Grammy he did not!)

Wife: Just feed her something before she wakes up everybody.

Me: You are awake, Mom is awake, I am awake. Who is left?

Missy: Meeeeeee! (Grammy, come save me!)

Mom: Yo le doy de comer (I’ll feed her)

Me: No Mama, yo le doy. (No Mom, I’ll do it.)

Missy: Meeeee! (Fool! you tried to ignore me but I have bested you!)

Me: I swear I am gonna give you a bath and shave your tail if you don’t stop.

Wife: No you won’t! Not if you wanna live in this house!

Mom: Que fue lo que dijo? (What did he say?)

Wife: (Translates my early threat to Spanish)

Mom: Si le haces daño a la gata, te mato! (If you harm the cat, I’ll kill you!)

Me: Si Mama (resigned)

Missy: Mee! (Well, what are you waiting?)Feed Me you poor vassal!

As much as sometimes she irks the living colon out of me, I can’t stay mad at her long. Even when I have to type this one handed because she is on top of my left hand, holding it like a teddy bear and purring like a finely tuned Ferrari. It is the purring that disarms us.

I am so screwed.

Via Michael Blane’s Blog I found out about Ruben Navarrette’s article where he pulls out not quite so gently the race card in order to extract the Obama’s Administration enchiladas out of the oven before they get overly toasted in reference to the Democrat’s crappy attempt to introduce new anti-gun legislation that (as usual) will not solve the crime problem and specially the Drug Wars in Mexico and as a cover up for the disastrous Gunrunner scandal.

Maybe Ruben was watching reruns of Glee or sipping on a double Non-Fat Decaf Cafe con Leche while oogling at Shakira on Youtube when the congressional hearing about Operation Fast and Furious was on C-Span and missed this little testimony by ATF Special Agent John Dodson:

[T]here was a prevailing attitude amongst the group and outside of the group in the ATF chain of command… I was having a conversation with Special Agent [L] about the case in which the conversation ended with me asking her are you prepared to go to a border agent’s funeral over this… because that’s going to happen. And the sentiment that was given back to me by both her, the group supervisor, was that…if you are going to make an omelette [sic], you need to scramble some eggs.”

Dear Ruben, in case you have not figured it out by now, the result of Fast and Furious has been indeed an omelet created by cracking hundreds of brown Mexican eggs with the weapons that this administration let on purpose (and illegally) fall in the hands of the Cartels. But to make things equal, at least two American Law Enforcement eggs were added to the mix just to add that special flavor of Equal Fuck Up And Death For All.

Estimado Ruben: Your very lame attempt of repeating the old narrative that NRA members are a bunch of racist rednecks dressed in white sheets burning crosses in front of the local taco stand falls flatter than a fresh tortilla. High officers of this administration did allow with intent, for weapons to be smuggled into Mexico where they killed hundred of Mexican Nationals, Such action demonstrated a total disregard for your fellow Latinos in another country. If this had happened during a Republican administration, you’d be in front of the White House lawn alongside members of La Raza, frothing at the mouth and demanding that the whole place be burned down and the Republican President be hanged by the neck. But instead you chose to be a sycophant for this Democrat President and a party that has done more to keep minorities under the chains of poverty and ignorance than whatever Nathan Bedford Forrest could have envisioned.

You are nothing more than a Tio Tomas, a plantation driver getting intellectual breadcrumbs from the Master’s table. It is about time you grow a pair of cojones and emancipate your mind.

From American Handgunner Magazine’s Guncrank Diaries: Sep/Oct 2011

People don’t understand The UN (United Nations). It only exists because the Mafia has strict membership rules.”

By Jove he is damn right!