I just returned from my local supermarket where I went hunting for some vital foodstuffs to make sub sammiches. At the parking lot of such locale, I witnessed an old custom that spawns all cultures and races: A mother forcing her boy to put on what nowadays would be called “dork wear.”

I had just parked and turned off my truck when I saw a duo of a Mom and a boy about nine to ten years of age, two rows over getting out of their car. I could not hear what they said, but the body language was obvious. For the sake of brevity, I’ll improvose a dialogue.

Boy is wearing a white undershirt. Mom hands over to boy a black T-shirt and says:

Mom: Put it on.
Boy (Pouting): I don’t wanna!
Mom (waving finger): I said put the t shirt on right now mister!
Boy (stomping): But Mom! This shirt is not cool!
Mom (giving him “The Look”): I swear that if you don’t put on that shirt right now, I’ll skin your bony ass when we get home.
Boy (whining big time): But I’ll look like a dork!
Mom (sounding like Darth Vader): RIGHT NOW!

So the boy relents and puts on the shirt. As they were moving towards the supermarket, I could not see what was printed on the front of the t-shirt but my curiosity was piqued. What could it be? Something really dorky for such a sensitive age when we want to be “older” kids like a Barney image or Sponge Bob or God Forbid! something girlie like Strawberry Shortcake or Hello Kitty.  I lunged myself out of the truck and as cautiously and nonchalant as possible caught up to them and quickly gazed upon the boy.

It was an Obama t-shirt, kid you not. The inside of my lips are still bleeding.

There is hope for the New Generation after all.

“The smart rich know they can only build the gate so high. And, and, sooner or later history proves that people when they’ve had enough aren’t going to take it anymore. And much better to deal with it nonviolently now, through the political system, than what could possibly happen in the future, which nobody wants to see,”
Michael Moore

Every time I see one of the Anointed Ones predict riots, death and mayhem as they expect to see when the “revolution” inevitable happens, I can’t help but laugh.

Michael definition of “The Rich” is the common one among the Left Wingers: “Anybody who has more money than me.” Michael also suffers from the traditional Left Winger Blinders and misses a principle: There is always someone poorer than you and that makes you a big fat target of the Revolution against the Rich you are trying desperately to promote. So basically Big Fat Millionaire Michael Moore will have to succumb to having to share his monies with those poorer than him by force of “Law” or by the “pitchforks and torches” treatment.

I know Michael thinks he will not subjected to the ignominy of being forced to be equally poor to the rest because he belongs to the intelligentsia class and hopes to be isolated in his government-secured dacha/condo in NYC. Sadly Revolutions are a funny thing and the Useful Idiots members of the Intelligentsia eventually are taken to the nearest wall for a ballistic re-education, languish in jail or have to take a sudden trip to a non-extradition country or stand next to a Jihadist in a immigration office in Canada claiming political prosecution status.

To all of those who preach “Revolution” a sincere warning: Once started, a revolution is a 24-7-365 event. There are no breaks to watch The X-Factor or to take a vacation to DisneyWorld or to ask for a Mulligan. There are no defined sides in the Revolution or  Safe Zones; You don’t know who will betray you, burn your house or shoot you for the fuck of it. It might be your neighbor or the guy who mowed did your lawn or somebody else you thought was safe.

There are no winners in a Revolution, only people that was so bloodthirsty that the other side quit fighting or simply ceased to exist. And uttering: “I didn’t know it was gonna get this bad” during your post-revolution trial will be as valid an excuse as “I was just following orders” in the Nuremberg Trial.

That is if you manage somehow to survive the Revolution.

And I have a match this coming Saturday! PANIC!

I really need to invest in a progressive loader. This single stage stuff got old.

In the meantime, I have to fire up the brass tumbler and get some cases clean ASAP!  And order more primers and bullets…..

Most of the time I carry three knives and sometimes four but the fourth is the one in a multi tool that goes in a pouch attached to my belt so it does not “qualify”.

From left to right: 26 year old Swiss Army knife. Boker Wharcom Subcom, Cold Steel Night Force.

By Giant African Land Snails. When did this happen?

Authorities are asking residents not to handle the creatures. Anyone who finds a suspicious snail is advised to call the Department of Agriculture and Consumer Services help line at 888-397-1517. Workers or volunteers will ID and collect the snails before taking them to be killed in a freezer.

“That’s sort of a kinder, gentler way to get rid of them,” Gaskalla explains.

I don’t do “kindly” with stuff like that. I just placed an order for a ton of salt and, in the meantime, if I see anything like this in my backyard, it gets a shot of double ought with a napalm chaser.

Brain is in full lockdown mode while I write an article and waiting to do a quick interview with a gunshot victim.

But for your viewing pleasure I bring you Michelle Obama’s newly founded Food Police and their first arrest.

About the Open Carry Ban Law sitting on Gov. Brown’s desk, Brian Malte, director for the Brady Campaign to Prevent Gun Violence said:

“People in other states look to see what California does,” he said. If Brown signs the bill, “other states will follow suit.”

Working for the Brady Campaign must demand living in a perpetual bubble of self-denial and suspension of reality. It has to be their way to cope with the perpetual frustration of becoming irrelevant at an accelerated rate.  The rest of the Country has gone the exact opposite every time California passes a Gun Control measure, but the Antis still think this is the 90’s and hoping that 21 Jump Street & Miami Vice got recorded in their VHS.

Sad.