Gun Free Zone

At least they showed a minimum of embarrassment back then. Today? They are just pissed off because they could not get a man lynched.

At least in the old traditional dead tree version and maybe for good.

I am going to let you in in a little secret: It was with a Mad Magazine that I started my trip into the English Language and to be specific the issue of June 1973.

The cover got my attention and I bought it with my book fund. Dad would issue me a monthly small stipend for books and reading material and he was not happy when I brought this home since I was never into comics.

With the use of a small English/Spanish  paperback dictionary, it took me some days to go through the magazine an still did not understand a lot of it… no shit. I got a better dictionary with slang terms and then I started to get into the twisted humor of the magazine and was a fan for many years.

As it happens with many things, I eventually lost interest in the magazine, but that does not mean I am not sad to see it close.  And just before I wrote this post, I went online, found a decent copy of that issue and bought it.

What can I tell you? I am a bit sentimental.

We, therefore, the representatives of the United States of America, in general Congress assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the name and by authority of the good people of these colonies, solemnly publish and declare that these united colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent states; that they are absolved from all allegiance to the British crown, and that all political connection between them and the state of Great Britain is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that, as free and independent states, they have full power to levy war, conclude peace, contract alliances, establish commerce, and to do all other acts and things which independent states may of right do.

And for the support of this declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor.

Pride goes before the fall and all that.  I decided to check a couple of the small sidearms I had not done any maintenance in a while and one was a regular carry piece.

Guns were taken apart, cleaned, lubricated, reassembled and checked for function. No problem, smooth as heck. Then I look at the spare magazine and figure, hey, why not a bit of oil? So I unload one round, two rounds and… Maraca! rounds rattling inside the mag. I tilt it and the ammo falls free with no pressure from the follower and the spring. Of course, I have to do the smart thing and bump the bottom of the mag against the workbench and sproing!

So now the follower is doing something it was not designed to do like protruding and being stuck on the magazine lips and I am not feeling like the smartest person out on South Florida.

Disassembly, fighting with the follower to get it dislodged without screwing the lips, polishing the not so nice shaving of plastic I managed to make on the follower. Then I looked inside the mag and there was some sort of congealed mixture of dirt and gun oil about less than quarter of the size of a grain of short rice stuck to a corner. I doused with cleaner and used a dental pick to remove it. Re oiled, cleaned and assembled everything back. Perfect function.

Seriously, it ws barely bigger than a speck and yet managed to stop the follower and be a major malfunction in waiting. I’ll be rechecking the rest of the magazines in the next few days for giggles and to avoid invitations from Mr. Murphy.

When was the last time you check your mags?

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I have been bombarded by readers and friends about the decision by the Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission to go ahead and tell home and property owners to kill iguanas that are becoming a nuisance.

First thing out of the gate: No, I have no idea what caliber for iguana, nor I would recommend you use firearms if you live in an urban zone.

And that leads us to a couple of things I want to mention: people re just reading “you can kill iguanas!” and stop after that. Yes you can, but you have to do it according to the law and that is to do it humanely and in your property. So if you live in a condo and see an iguana in the common area, calling a couple of friends over and dispose of the mini dinosaur with baseball bats while doing a Facebook Live may not fly with FWC and you earned yourself a Misdemeanor of the First Degree (a year in jail) and $5,000 fine.  So use common sense and leave the critters alone if the parameters are not met. Once again a reminder that FWC officer have no sense of humor.

And as for the second question: No, I am not killing my backyard critters. I like the suckers.

I had not thought about our dear friend Rick in a long time.  Blog Buddy The Universal Spectator let me know that according to him, in the recesses of his mind  I am wearing the traditional KKK garb and riding a horse with a tiki torch in hand  because he found my post about The Lady Pimp of Miami Lakes very racist.

I will guess the meme was too much for him and gave him agita.

I mean the dumb ass Rick does not see anything bad with an elected official demanding that the First Amendment gets thrown out the window so her feelings don’t get hurt, but I am a bad racist person because I make a comparison of her attire with that of a pimp’s? Rick, baby, I did not dress he like that, she did on her own.

So, here it is again.

And now back to our regular schedule.