Miguel.GFZ

Semi-retired like Vito Corleone before the heart attack. Consiglieri to J.Kb and AWA. I lived in a Gun Control Paradise: It sucked and got people killed. I do believe that Freedom scares the political elites.

“We are the Fake FBI. Open up…OH SH**!”

Have I mentioned people in South Florida is a bit wee suspicions? It is somewhat common that criminals try to impersonate LEOs to get to their victims. By now this is old news for everybody but some criminals. Three guys impersonating the FBI found out the hard way:

Once the three men make it to the front door, two of them try to pry open the door with a crowbar while the third acts as a look-out. When they are unable to get thru the front door, they tried a window, but this trio had no idea the homeowner was inside and waiting for them with a pistol.

The homeowner opened fire and the three suspects took off. The two men barely make it back to their newer model, mid-size, silver sport utility vehicle Mercedes Benz before the third takes off

Puppies, kitties and criminals running with brown deposits in their shorts make me smile.

And now back to my self imposed rest.

Crochety Hiatus.

I am taking a small break from Blogging. I found myself ready to rip a new one to several other blogers who are in the Kill The NRA Cult, but I figure it is pretty much a lost cause by now. They are on a parasitic streak and they won’t be happy until they leave a dried out corpse and find themselves naked and asking “What now?” but by then it will be a tad too late.

Shootin’ Pics: Lady with the Gun.

As I stated before, I am not a good photographer.  At matches I take bunches of pics hoping to get a couple that are halfway decent and one that makes it as the club’s splash page image and then I get creative with the cropping tool.  Still, there are people I somehow manage to be in sync with when they shoot. This young lady is one of them; rare is the time I don’t get a decent pic with a piece of brass flying out of her gun and she is a darn good shooter to boot (she kicks my ass in a seriously regular basis…. but then again so everybody else).

UPDATE: The second photo and additional commentary was removed. It seems that hubby was a tad pissed about the pic and demanded that it’d be removed. Rather than trying to figure out legalities and what nots, I decided that I am too old, too tired and too ornery to be dealing with idiocy & insecurity

Fantasy Ideology at 3%.

Saw this article on Al Qaeda’s Fantasy Ideology via Tam and it so also defines Internet Commandos and the “warriors” of the Low Fat Battalion.

And what it did for him was to provide him with a fantasy — a fantasy, namely, of taking part in the revolutionary struggle of the oppressed against their oppressors. By participating in a violent anti-war demonstration, he was in no sense aiming at coercing conformity with his view — for that would still have been a political objective. Instead, he took his part in order to confirm his ideological fantasy of marching on the right side of history, of feeling himself among the elect few who stood with the angels of historical inevitability. Thus, when he lay down in front of hapless commuters on the bridges over the Potomac, he had no interest in changing the minds of these commuters, no concern over whether they became angry at the protesters or not. They were there merely as props, as so many supernumeraries in his private psychodrama. The protest for him was not politics, but theater; and the significance of his role lay not in the political ends his actions might achieve, but rather in their symbolic value as ritual. In short, he was acting out a fantasy.

Ouch….