Annoying the annoyers.
Brilliant!
Just Stop Oil gets a taste of their own medicine.
Counter activists tie rape alarms to balloons and let them go in a Just Stop Oil meeting. pic.twitter.com/GbyI8CPj09— Paul Golding (@GoldingBF) July 24, 2023
Where a Hispanic Catholic, and a Computer Geek write about Gun Rights, Self Defense and whatever else we can think about.
Brilliant!
Just Stop Oil gets a taste of their own medicine.
Counter activists tie rape alarms to balloons and let them go in a Just Stop Oil meeting. pic.twitter.com/GbyI8CPj09— Paul Golding (@GoldingBF) July 24, 2023
NYPD robot dog deployed in the city: pic.twitter.com/uSXwzWAmtG
— End Wokeness (@EndWokeness) July 23, 2023
This is why the Second Amendment exists, and moreover, is why the Second Amendment should (and I believe does) protect the right of citizens to possess armor piercing, anti-materiel, and high explosive weaponry.
I absolutely do not trust law enforcement use of robots in patrol applications.
It’s one thing to use a robot to deal with a bomb, but I will not accept a robot bring used to deal with people.
The potential for abuse is just too high.
You as a citizen deserve to be armed with the equipment necessary to defeat whatever equipment can be brought against you by a tyrannical government.
If they deploy robots against you, you should have weapons capable of destroying robots.
B.L.U.F. Another District Judge gets it wrong because they are another rogue judge.
The first thing we notice is that judge Rudolph Contreras uses the Ocean State Tactical v. Rhode Island to get his definitions. When a multiple-round device like an LCM is attached, a handgun becomes a ‘semiautomatic’ weapon, meaning that it is capable of rapidly firing several bullets, one right after another.
—HANSON v. DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA, No. 1:22-cv-02256, slip op. at 2–3 (District Court, District of Columbia) quoting the judge in Ocean State Tactical.
He also plays the language game. The law talks about “ammunition feeding devices”. He switches to “magazine” and once there talks about them as simple boxes. This is precisely the issue that the recent briefing to the Supreme Court addressed. By using the term “ammunition feeding device” throughout their brief, they make a solid case for why it is an arm and not just a box.
The good news is that the plaintiffs (good guys) did establish standing. All the plaintiffs have licenses to carry in D.C. All of them declared that but for the regulation, they would carry ammunition feed devices capable of holding more than 10 rounds. And some of them attempted to register firearms and were denied because the feed devices were “too big”.
Here we start to see the thumb on the scale On December 1, 2022, the Court permitted three nonprofit organizations, Brady, Gifford Law Center to Prevent Gun Violence, and March for our Lives to jointly submit an amicus brief in support of the District.
—id. at 4. I have yet to find a 2A case where these groups don’t have their grubby fingers in there, pounding the table and attempting emotional blackmail.
Last week I said I have a love for songs that are beautiful, especially with upbeat music, but with sad lyrics.
I thought I’d post a few if them.
LA County by Lyle Lovett:
The Lighthouse’s Tale by Nickel Creek:
Funeral by Phoebe Bridgers:
I normally write my daily postings the night before. The article about pulling bullets was written Friday night for Saturday morning. After I wrote the article, around 2322, I decided it was time for bed. And got distracted on the way there.
The reloading press was right there. I had warmed up the scale before starting the article. So I sat down and reloaded the bullets I had just pulled.
Per the Hornady manual, 14.5gr of Alliant 2400 under a 156gr HDY GTX. Success!
Today I did a test firing. The .357 Mag was an afterthought.
I couldn’t find any 30-30, I knew I needed to load some. That required I find the 30-30 brass and prep it, locating the powder, then setting up the reloading bench for 30-30. The first crate I checked was labeled “brass”. Yes, it was full of brass, none of the brass was 30-30. The next two crates were labeled bullets, not worth checking.
This required more digging. I cannot find the crate or ammo can that should be full of powder, nor can I find the can or crate full of 30-30 brass.
I do find the 30cal can labeled “30-30”, I open it, hoping to find cases. Nope! Instead, I found the mother load. Two boxes of bullets. Old bullets. A couple of plastic ziplock bags labeled for 30-30. A bag with a single case ready to reload.
The bottom half of the can was full of loaded, ready to use 30-30.
Using the instructions I got from the owner of boxes for ammo, I started backing them in nice white boxes. 6 boxes, 20 rounds each of 30-30. I don’t need to reload any 30-30 today!
I took the Marlin 30-30 with scope out to try to zero it. Not a lot of joy there. I need to do it again. Since I was taking the 30-30 out, I took the Ruger GP100 with .357 Mag loaded up. Fired off the cylinder. Perfection. All the cases ejected as they should. No sighs of over pressure on the primers, and I’m below max load.
The 30–30 Marlin punched my shoulder harder than I expected. It didn’t zero. I’m not sure what is going on there. My Winchesters, firing the same loads, do an outstanding job of ringing steel and punching holes in paper, exactly where I want. Iron sights and all.
Sunday I need to finish digging through the reloading room. I know there is a couple of cans of powder in there. I just need to find them.