I had two posts ready to go with Moms Demand as targets, when I figured that maybe it was not the best thing to do today.

Instead, I give you this

Because Minions go with anything and everything

Jacksonville, Fl — The Jacksonville gun advocate who was shot in the back by her four-year-old son will likely avoid criminal prosecution.The Putnam County Sheriff’s Office had recommended a misdemeanor charge against 31-year-old Jamie Gilt. Investigators say she was driving in Putnam County with her gun in the front seat, but it slid to the back, where her son was able to grab it and shoot. Deputies had recommended a charge of unsafe storage of a firearm.

The State Attorney’s Office now confirms Gilt has entered in to a Deferred Prosecution Agreement for that charge, which will allow her to avoid adjudication as long as the terms of the agreement are completed.

The agreement says Gilt has to complete a gun safety course, prove installation of a new mounted holster in her vehicle, prove safe storage in her home, and give ten speeches relating to the incident and the need to safely secure firearms. The agreement says she has 90 days to complete these terms from when the agreement was filed, May 2^nd. If she complies, the charge will be dismissed.

Source: Jacksonville gun advocate shot by son ordered to complete gun… | www.wokv.com

First, Florida statutes 790.174 does cover unsafe storage and it is a misdemeanor of the second degree. The penalty would have been a maximum of $500 and sixty days in jail. No prison time. And yes, she does keep her guns and CWP.

I do believe the deal between the State and Ms. Gilt serves a better purpose than just throwing her in jail.  But, of course that does not sit well with our friends at CSGV who wanted a prison term…or her death.

They are an enchanting collection of forgiving and understanding souls, ain’t them? I think you could find more compassion at roman gladiator fights.

Some of my Facebook friends get all giddy about the SpaceX rocket landing in a barge and amazed at its precision. Some even called it the greatest thing in space travel and it got me thinking, really? OK, the launcher was recovered, that’s great, but precision? This thing barely broke out of the Earth’s atmosphere.

I looked into the splashdown of the Apollo spacecrafts. The moon mission that was the most accurate in hitting the designated splashdown point was Apollo 16 (0.55 miles) and the less accurate was Apollo 12 (5 miles). The distance between the Earth and the Moon is 230.100 230,100 miles or for M.O.A. calculations, 404,976,000 yards. According to the formula, the MOA for a Apollo spaceship splashdown should have been 4.240,098.72 yards or roughly 2,409 miles.

Apollo 12 had an M.O.A. of 0.00207.  Apollo 16 was almost ten times less. (Do check my math. I have been wrong before.)

And that was a space program run with less computing power than the cheapest smart phone in the market and most of the engineers used slide rules to do the math and calculus.

So, no. Not impressed just yet with SpaceX.

Via The Feral Irishman. It looks damned good.

The USS Indianapolis carried the Hiroshima bomb from the US to the Pacific. On the return trip, it was sunk by a Japanese sub. They were out of contact with the fleet because of the secrecy of the mission.

If it sounds familiar, it might be because another movie had one of the greatest monologues ever done in Hollywood regarding the sinking of the Indianapolis. It flipped what could have been just a summer “B” movie into a classic and secured the career of a young director.

It’s been a long week, but I wanted to share a story from my teenage years. You see, I grew up in a family that went hunting and fishing a lot. When I was in middle school, and my brothers in high schools, my family started to do a lot of animal trapping.

My father had to head to work early in the morning so my brothers and I would check the traps in the morning before school. For efficiency, the driver would stay in the vehicle while others ran off to check traps. However, there were a few traps visible from the vehicle.

One snowy morning we are going down the road with fields on both sides. Up ahead was a stream with small, densely packed trees down the banks. There was a truck parked near the stream crossing, but we thought nothing of it since we were on game-lands. We stopped at the crossing at peered out the window to see if the trap was set off. Two seconds into looking, I noticed a man in full snowy-camouflage peeing in creek about 30 feet from us. The man didn’t move a muscle, and it felt like we were staring for forever at him. When my oldest brother started casually pulling away because no animal was in the trap I busted out laughing. They did not see the dude peeing like ten feet away from the trap!

It always makes me laugh to think about what the man must have been thinking.

Update on my life: I just finished a few projects and will be less stressed out, so now I will be able to reserve more brain power for better blogs.

Have a nice day everybody.

I believe that on Wednesday, May 4th, that Decision 2016 became Gozer 2016. With the only candidates left being Trump, Clinton, and Sanders, Americans are going to choose the form of their destructor.

I viscerally hate all three candidates. I am horrified by the election of any of them to the office of President of the Untitled States. It not just the individual policies that each candidate does or does not have, it is the big-picture message of what the election of each of those candidates means.

Hillary: The election of Hillary Clinton means that the American people have accepted monarchical system in which those in power do not have to obey the law of the land that they rule. Hillary Clinton is under investigation by the FBI and those that support her don’t care. She quote openly used her position as Secretary of State to enrich herself by brokering deals for nations and companies that supported the Clinton Foundation and nobody in the DNC seems to give a shit. The law does not apply to Hillary Clinton. She would be a queen, come to power because her husband abdicated the Oval Office.

The Bern: The election of Bernie Sanders means that the majority of Americans believe that the American Dream is dead. No longer is America the one nation where anybody can work hard, be motivated, and if they have enough determination and a touch of luck, can rise above the station they were born into. The American Dream is not rags to riches for everybody, as that is unfeasible. It is the idea that America has no caste system and that a person’s conditions of birth does not dictate the course of their life.
Sanders stands for the idea that each person is stuck where they are. The rich got ahead and pulled up the draw bridge behind them, and are now hording the money. This is the opposite of the American Dream. A Sanders’ America is one in which work, effort, and determination are not virtues but make you a target for punitive taxation. A Sanders victory means that we have crossed the tipping point where more people want America to be the land of government handouts than the land of opportunity. The “gimmie” will have won.

Trump: The election of Donald Trump means that America has lost the ability to think critically. Trump has not enunciated a single position or policy in any way that is remotely possible to accomplish. But he has generated a fanatical following by scapegoating, mockery, and insults. He proposed to do things that are blatantly unconstitutional (seizing money sent to Mexico). He brags and bloviates and has lowered the discourse of the election to abysmal levels.

The greater tragedy is that the GOP primary voters picked the Republican Sanders, because that is what Trump is. They both generate their support through anger, blame, and impossible feel-good policy. Sanders blames the rich. Trump blames the Chinese and Illegals. Sanders want to give everybody free college. No serious discussion about how to pay for it or what it will cost or how that will affect the economy, but it gets his supporters screaming his name. Trump wants to build a wall. No serious discussion about how to pay for it or what it will cost or how that will affect the economy, but it gets his supporters screaming his name. He is a cartoon character.  A dullard (I don’t care how much money he has).  It is horrifying that he speaks with the lowest reading level equivalency of any candidate on either side. Trump is incapable of explaining a concept at a level more difficult than the plot of How To Eat Fried Worms.

I was dismayed when Obama was elected, and then re-elected on charisma over content. It is fair to disagree with Mitt Romney on points, but there was no question that he was the smartest man in the room In every debate. President Empty Suit beat him with a combination of cool factor and nastiness.

I had hoped that America had learned its lesson. Night on seven years of the worst economic growth and labor participation in half a century, $8 Trillion in debt with nothing to show for it; this is what deciding electing a president with a lack of substance hath wrought.

My hope was for an aspirational Republican candidate, a new Reagan to recover us from Carter 2.0.

What I have is the inevitable choice between an ignorant, petulant, narcissistic, blow-hard in a bad hair piece and a power-mad, criminal harpy.
Yes, I am expected to go to the polls in November and decide who is better to run America, a man whose only well explained qualification for office is size of his dick or a woman whose only place for the next 4-8 years should Leavenworth.

This does not feel like an election for the President of the United States. This doesn’t feel like an election for a middle school class president. Right now, I feel like I’m voting for who will not be kicked out of Jersey Shore house.

Whoever wins, I fear we are doomed.  Not because of a single policy of either candidate, but because I don’t think the dignity and value of the Presidency can be recovered.

This was published yesterday.

The day after the mass shooting in Newtown, Conn., I started a Facebook page aimed at uniting American mothers in a fight against gun violence. Married and living in the suburbs of Indianapolis, I was a stay-at-home mom of five and not in any way political, aside from voting. But I’d seen the difference the women of MADD made around drunken driving. Why, I wondered, couldn’t we do the same?

These are the threats you get when you lead a gun-safety group – Washington Post

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I think there is no other explanation. We have known for a good while now that the Susie Home Maker act was patently false and that even the New York Times and Taco Stand has her as a  Public Relations veteran.  But here she does it again just to portray herself as a victim of the evil NRA.

Within hours of speaking out about our nation’s lax gun laws, I received my first threats of sexual violence and death. Over the next several months, my phone throbbed with angry texts and phone calls — often in the middle of the night. My fledgling Twitter feed — which I didn’t really know how to use yet — was on fire. I started getting letters mailed to my home — complete with cut-outs from magazines to spell out threats to my life.
My email was hacked; my Facebook photos were downloaded and distributed publicly; my phone number and home address were shared online;  my children’s social media accounts were hacked and the names of their schools shared online.

I am gonna call BS on that, you know why? Because she would have used all that before to boost her movement and herself. The Facebook page would have been flooded with pictures and screen captures of those personal attacks, yet I don’t recall seeing any and I check them regularly.  I will give her the bit about the Facebook photos, but it is nothing new, illegal or unethical although she now hints at it. It probably has to do with her other malady of having exclusive control of everything related to her which is why to this day, she has refused to accept any challenge for debates.

The underlying message: Stop talking about guns, or we’ll harm you or someone you love.

Hmmm, she did not stop and she did not get hurt or her family.  Oh wait, there is even a meme created to address such a fallacy.

Whether our volunteers were rallying in public, holding an event in their homes or simply having lunch at a restaurant, extremists were showing up — or threatening to show up — with guns. In fact, just weeks ago, a meeting of Moms Demand Action volunteers in a Kentucky public library was crashed by men who openly carried guns, waltzed in and sat in the front row.

pub·lic
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adjective
-of or concerning the people as a whole.

You Keep Using That Word, I Do Not Think It Means What You Think It Means. When you gather at a public park or a public street or any public place, it does not mean you and your cohorts are the only ones allowed there: anybody is permitted to share the space. But somehow you and your group showing up to the last two NRA Annual Meetings to protest apparently is not the same.  Fancy that. The problem is that Shannon and her NY Master is they think themselves above the rules of civilized living and despise the idea of rubbing their elbows with the plebe. My guess is they think we will give them some sort of Constitutional cooties.

I almost feel sorry for Shannon….almost. I think she is feeling the pressure of becoming irrelevant and the last thing she wants is to end up like Colin Goddard: used and abandoned.

Dear Shannon: We don’t hate you, we pity you.