Thursday, November 19, 2015

More Thuggery. Compliant Citizen Treated Like A Compliant Citizen

File this one under, Guns For Me But None For Thee,


 You're Not A Member of My Gang... How Dare You!

I originally saw this one The Blaze dot com.

Watch the video.

from youtube

Never mind, the video link. Youtube has killed it. Go to The Blaze dot com at the link above and watch the video.

The law in Texas requires a Handgun Carry License holder to inform an officer if he is carrying at the beginning of the interaction. The driver did that.

The cop, seeing a peaceable citizen demonstrate his compliance, took it to mean his life was in danger. He called for back up. When back up arrived one of the officers approached with weapon drawn. They asked nicely for the driver to exit the car, which he did, then they twisted his arm and arrested him for a very minor traffic infraction.

So let us recap, The "Perp", after going through mandatory training, submitting finger prints and a mug shot, submitting to a background check, having his application notarized, and paid some of his hard earned money to the State of Texas, begged for and received (benevolent endowment) a permission slip to do something he has a natural right to to, which is to carry on or about his person short range defensive weaponry. Then after he has complied with the law which grants him permission to exercise his natural right, the exercise of which has been illegal in Texas since Reconstruction, he has a minor interaction with local Policemen. In accordance with Texas Law, he informs the Policemen his is carrying his sidearm.

The Policemen then treat his as though they believe he is a threat to their safety and arrest him for... wait for it... failure to use a turn signal.

Lets cut to the chase here. The Rosenberg Police, as demonstrated by the two in this video, have the attitude that anyone who is not a member of their gang, is a threat to themselves. If someone who is not a member of their gang is carrying a weapon, he should be arrested, even if he would be released without being charged later, if for nothing else, his inconvenience.

These policemen will say they do not know what they face in a traffic stop. The person stopped could very well try to kill them. They must be hyper vigilant! Stomp on 'em until you know for sure!

I ask you, since their attitude is, "every one I meet is going to try to kill me and I should treat everyone I meet as such". Shouldn't I think when I see a Policeman, that:

1. He is a member of a gang which has official State sanction.
2. He is empowered to kill me if he experiences a certain emotions.
3. No matter how egregious his fuck-up, his fellow gang members, as well as his professional organizations will cover for him. They will hide or destroy exculpatory evidence. They will make false statements in court and in writing. They will manufacture or plant evidence when it suits them to do so.
4. The State presumes everything he did to be in accordance with law and policy.
I am presumed guilty. The news media will get their talking points directly from the police report. They will duly report as instructed.
5. I don't know what kind of day he has had. He might still be enraged from his previous field contact. He might have had a spat with his wife before his shift. He might be 'roid raging.
6. When he approaches me, he could kill me and get away with it and might be looking for an excuse to do just that. I should be hyper-vigilant. I should have my hand on my sidearm and take up a defensive posture. I should require him to prove his intentions before anything else happens. When I see a "furtive movement" I should presume he is making a play for his weapon and attempting to kill me. I should act, logically, in defense of my own life.

Now, does that sound preposterous? Why? Because the Policeman in question is a State employee and the State is Daddy and Daddy can't be wrong?

Cops all over the country have the point of view that they are at war with you. They believe themselves to be patrolling in enemy occupied territory.

Wait... No?

The vast majority are good guys who mean well? Then why don't they police their own to such an extent that there are no bad cops? Vast majority, huh? Bullshit.

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Of Sociopaths and Barak Obama

This piece from Wolrdnet Daily tells of several analysts who believe Bara Obama. Is Obama a Psychopath or at least a Sociopath? Read the story, look at the evidence and you decide.

I have said before, to a sociopath, there is no "Right" or "Wrong". There is only "What I Want" and everything which is in the way of "Me getting what I want".

A good video from is embedded below. You should take a couple of minutes to watch and listen.

Monday, November 16, 2015

Christians Are Needed For Christian Action

Gun Free Zone published this today. He entitled it The European Eunuchs. He is worth a read regularly.

Money quote:

What pisses me off is that the history of Spain is basically the 700 years of Islamic slavery and its fight to get rid of the caliphate in the Iberian peninsula. Nothing can be done? Are you stupid or just ignorant of your own history? The Moor were inside the damned country, in position of power and were driven out to Africa by feat of sword and lances. But yes, it requires drastic measures and getting your hands dirty which the weak-stomached Euro Trash seem to be allergic to. The author shall be a good slave for the new caliphate of  Al-Andalus.

It will take a Christian Europe to beat back the Muslim Hoard. Before that can happen, there will need to be a Christian Europe. In order for that to happen, the good people of the various Nations of Europe must dispose of all communists and socialists. They are of two types. The power brokers, those who espouse socialism, aren't socialsts and communists at all, but control freaks and organized criminals. (Just a quick reference note here: Do you think Joseph Stalin was a marxist true believer? Or was he really just a very efective thug?) Thugs and organized criminals deserve bullets. Then there are the true believers. The ones whom the power brokers call useful idiots. Christian Europeans do not need to kill them all, they simply need to deport them. Allow them to live in one of the muslim utopias and let them espouse their forced equality there.

What is happening to Western Christian Civilization is mental illness. It is the end result of decades of forced and conditioned iratonality. Pavlov's dog didn't know whether to shit or go blind. Thus it is with our (former) civilization.

The dream of socialist utopia...

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The reality of Socialist Utopia...

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 The dream of muslim utopia...

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The reality of muslim utopia...

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Reality does tend to slap one in the face, doesn't it?


Sunday, November 15, 2015

Corporal John William James, A Short Story

The man left the hotel early. Rising early was his custom, but this day he wanted  to be underway before the city was fully awakened. He knew the people would want to talk, and remember. Soon after crowds would gather and he hadn't the energy these days for long appearances nor was he inclined to make any speeches. He had a desire to see his beloved Annie again before he was no longer able to.

The sun was not fully up and the dew was still settled, though light was breaking on the horizon. He made his way slowly down the street to the stable where he signed for a horse, a well built mare of middle age. The wrangler said she was even tempered and would be happy to have the opportunity to stretch her legs.

He mounted up and headed east out of the city.


The man finished his biscuit by sopping the gravy and stuffing it into his mouth. He grunted as he rose and reached for his crutch. It had been six years and though getting used to the idea had come with time, the soreness and stiffness seemed to get worse. He stepped off the porch and picked up his hoe and rake. Time to work the potatoes. Using his crutch in place of his missing leg and holding  tightly to his tools, he walked until he reached the spot down the slope where he had ceased work the evening before. Betsy would be out in a while to bring him some water. Of that he was sure. That woman was as loyal and true to him as the day they had wed. He loved her for it more deeply every day. She was his other crutch, the one he needed for the other parts of him which were missing.

With his crutch under his arm the worked quietly for a half hour, taking pleasure in the simple task, listening to the birds and being thankful for the gentle spring breeze which gave evaporative comfort to his sweaty skin. In a moment he thought he heard the sound of a horse and rider. He looked up. The sun was at his back so the rider was perfectly visible at two hundred yards. It looked like a painting, he thought to himself. The rider, sitting regal in his saddle, the North Carolina country side framing him, the sunlight illuminating it all, made a perfect picture.

Suddenly the hair on his neck and arms stood up. He hadn't felt this way in years. Sensations and emotions stirred in his gut. He knew the man who approached, but he didn't know how to greet him. The rider slowed his horse just a bit as he came abreast of him. Just down the slope and across the split rails he knew full well upon whom he gazed and who it was who gazed at him.

Throwing his crutch away, he straightened his body, lifted and arched his chest, drew in his chin and rendered a perfect hand salute.

"General Lee! Good morning, sir!"

The older man stopped his horse and beheld the sight before him. He had spotted the man working his field as he approached, not knowing if he would encounter an greeting, a wave of the hand or just be ignored as another passerby. But now the one legged man stood ramrod straight. He hadn't so much as swayed since giving his greeting. Lee knew. He knew because he had had this encounter a hundred times since he took his position as head of the college. These scenes had happened less and less as folks had grown accustomed to seeing him ride through the Lexington Virginia countryside. But this was different. People in other parts of the former confederacy hadn't sen him since the end of the war.  To most he had become a legend and a ghost. But this man was different. He was different than those who came rushing up, wanted to touch and shake his hand, wanted to question and talk. There was something in the way he carried his weight, in how he stood tall now, and in his voice, which had all the surety of a disciplined and professional soldier.

"Who are you, Soldier?" asked Lee.

"Corporal John William James, Sir...  18th North Carolina Infantry!" he replied

"And where did you serve?' Lee inquired, knowing full well the 18th was with the Army of Northern Virginia though many campaigns, General Lane's brigade.

"After I joined the Regiment, at Fredericksburg and Chancellorsville, and at... the excursion into Pennsylvania, Sir! But I lost my leg at Cold Harbor... I tried to... They wouldn't let me stay in the Army... I..." John William James choked on his words. Try as he might, he couldn't say anything more.

General Lee regarded the man before him, still holding his salute. He spoke the finest words John William James had ever heard him say.

"You served honorably and well, Soldier. Cary on!"

Lee returned his salute. John dropped his hand to his side only after Lee had done so. Lee nudged his horse on. John stood straight until Lee was well underway.

Betsy had seen the brief conversation after hearing John's greeting of General Lee.  She watched from the porch as horse carried rider away. She saw her beloved husband collapse in a heap. She ran from the house to find her man sobbing in the dirt. She knelt beside him, wrapped her arms around him as he shuddered. His tears flowed freely. His anguished cries came from deep within him, reminding her of a helpless wounded animal.

"I tried... I tried so hard..." He said.

"I know you did Darling. I know you did your best. All of you did." she tried to reassure him, but she was not seeing the scenes in his head.

"I promised Timmy I would get him through... then there was just pieces..." He sobbed. "I was with Jim and Sam and they both got killed... Jim was shot and Sam took a bayonet. They were on either side of me..."

"That's not your fault, Honey! I know you did your best for your friends. I know you did! All you boys did!", she said, trying to understand, knowing she couldn't fully.

"Then when I lost my leg... they wouldn't let me soldier no more. I wanted to stay. To try to help, but they said I had to go home. I felt so lost! I feel so lost!" he cried.

Betsy didn't know what to say then. She held him. His body convulsed with the pain of a thousand memories. Happy ones alternated with terror and sadness he had never allowed himself to feel. All of it came rushing forth now.  His shirt and her dress were soaked with tears earned in a hundred locations, tears held back by a dam of stoicism, denial and discipline. The dam had burst and John felt the pain of all of his loss, all of his suffering, all of the injuries, all of the death.

After a quarter hour, Betsy felt him relax some. He was no longer a trembling clenched fist but a sad and wounded man. An injured man who needed her support. He began to straighten himself. In a few moments he asked her to help him stand. He hugged her tightly to him and kissed her cheek.

"I'm alright now." he assured her. "Go on back to the house, I've got work to do. She handed him his crutch, then his hoe. He placed the crutch under his arm and took the tool in both hands. He resumed his work.

Betsy watched him as she walked backward to the house. John never looked up from his work. Soon he was humming a tune to himself. It was as if the past half hour hadn't happened. She knew he would need her even more now. She knew he would relive these moments again soon. He would have to. He now had begun to heal.


General Lee rode up to the grave. It was marked by an obelisk eleven feet tall. Lee dismounted, walked up, unlatched the simple gate and stood still. He strode nearby picking some wildflowers before approaching again. He placed the flowers, along with a letter he ad written at the foot of the stone.

"Annie," he said, "I am so sorry that I haven't visited more often. I am also sorry that this may be the last time before I meet you in God's glory, if I may be so presumptuous." At this he chuckled quietly. "I know I missed many things a father should share with his daughter. Duty had called and I hope you have forgiven me. God willing, I will see you on the other side."

After a moment, Lee remounted and turned back toward Charlotte. He would take an alternate route, as was his habit, enjoying the country air and a leisurely ride. He thought he should be back in the city by noon.

As he entered the city, people began to recognize him. A small crowd would gather around him, ask to shake his hand, express their gratitude or just gawk. He would politely reply, "Thank you, Sir." or "Thank you, Ma'am.",  "Good day, Sir... Good day, Ma'am".

Thomas Woodleigh looked on in confusion, not understanding what all the fuss was about. The scene reminded him of the story from the bible he'd heard in Sunday School, where people tried to touch Jesus as he rode into Jerusalem. He asked his Mother, as many a child would do, "Momma, why are all those people trying to touch that man? Who is he?"

She replied, "Tommy, THAT is General Robert E. Lee. He commanded all of our troops in the war."

With all the innocence a six year old could muster, Thomas asked, "But why is he crying? Is he sad because he lost the war?"

Tommy's backside instantly stung from a swat expertly delivered by his mother. "Now you just hush that and run along home. You go home. you hear me?"

Sunday, November 08, 2015

Idaho Statesman Tells Us About Jack Yantis' Murder

This piece is from the Idaho Statesman. The headline reads:

‘I saw them murder my husband’

Witnesses to the killing are now speaking about what they saw. The two deputies who shot and killed Yantis are on paid leave. The exoneration of the two deputies is still pending the Idaho State Police exhaustive investigation. This should enrage the people of Idaho. All the people that is, except those in Law Imposement. If you wear the Super hero Costume and bear the Magic Shield, you cannot be wrong, so there's nothing to se here. Two members of The Gang murdered a mere mortal. So what? It's the cost of doing business.

The line from First Blood comes to mind, Sheriff Teasle reminds us, "People go fucking around with the Law, and all hell breaks loose!"

The Waingro line from HEAT comes to mind also, "I had to get it on, man! He was makin' a move! I had to get it on!"

I don't believe this will go anywhere. Perhaps there will be a law suit. Perhaps the Yantis family will prevail and be awarded some money from the County. Perhaps the two deputies will eventually find Law Imposement jobs somewhere else. Will there be justice? Not in this lifetime.

Money quotes from the Idaho Statesman piece:

"The rifle’s barrel was about 2 feet from the bull, and Jack Yantis’ finger was on the trigger. 
“Everything was going as planned. … I did not notice any conversation at all” between Jack Yantis and the deputies, Paradis said. “Then the one cop turned around and grabbed his shoulder and jerked him backwards.” 
The deputy came from behind, spun Yantis around and grabbed the rifle’s scope, Paradis said.
The deputy pushed Yantis. The rifle was still in Yantis’ hands, its barrel pointed at the ground. Yantis was trying to regain his footing. 
Paradis said he does not know whether the rifle fired, but he thinks it might have discharged accidentally when the deputy grabbed Yantis and spun him, or when one of the deputy’s bullets pierced Yantis’ hand holding the rifle, hitting the gun and damaging it.
One deputy began shooting at Yantis, then the other deputy started shooting."


"Donna Yantis said she and Paradis screamed at the deputies to stop. 
Shot in the chest and abdomen, Jack Yantis fell to the ground. Neither deputy went to check on him. Paradis and Donna Yantis started running toward him. 
“And then they threatened me and my nephew ... threw us on the middle of Highway 95, searched us and handcuffed us, and wouldn’t let us go take care of Jack,” Donna Yantis said.
Paradis said one deputy pointed his gun at Paradis’ head.
Donna Yantis had a heart attack. Some time later, she was taken by ambulance to Midvale and then by helicopter to Saint Alphonsus Regional Medical Center in Boise, where she remained hospitalized Saturday."

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Thursday, September 24, 2015

The MRAP Proves Who Big Daddy Is

MRAP's: All the Cool Cop Shops are getting them!

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I saw this link from David Codrea's If you don't read David Codrea's blog every day, you should.

It seems the Salt Lake City police have a new MRAP vehicle. Why, you ask? To protect themselves from all those heavily armed "civilians" they believe will be shooting at them, of course! Why do they believe "civilians" will be shooting at policemen? Uhhhmmmmm... they'll not answer that just now, thank you.

But, I will. The policemen see themselves as at war with the community they "serve". They see YOU as the enemy. They are actively taught that each and every time they approach a mere mortal "civilian", he will most likely try to kill them. They have that mindset about YOU.

You don't believe that? See this video:

Do you have that mindset about them? No? Why not? Because you don't see yourself as being at war with your own community. The difference is, THEY sought out a job where they could go around wielding power over their neighbors. You did not. They look for reasons to use force against their neighbors. You do not.

The press' sycophantic relationship with all things Government is sickening. Which leads me to the piece linked from WarOnGuns.

Money quote:

“I think people should be aware that in the Salt Lake Valley there are hundreds, if not thousands, of 50-caliber rifles in the possession of civilians," Winder said."

Dear Lord! Mere mortals possess these fifty caliber rifles? Now if they were restricted to .499 caliber rifles I could feel better about this, but what would a mere mortal "civilian" NEED with a fifty? Who do they think they are? Free men or something?

"With the proper permit, these big guns are legal to own."

Oh, so you beg permission from Big Daddy first. And Big Daddy gets to decide who gets to play and who doesn't. I get it. So you kiss Big Daddy's ass first, (and everybody knows Big Daddy deserves to have his ass kissed, after all he's Big Daddy). Then beg permission. Then Big Daddy tells you Yea or Nay depending on how he feels at the moment, or more likely, how he feels about YOU. Then you pay big daddy something, you know, like an offering to appease a god. Then, if all is well for you that day, Big Daddy issues a permission slip which you get to keep for a period of time. When the permission period expires, you can go back and beg again!

Who is Big Daddy? He's the one driving that shiny new MRAP! You know the one. It is tall and scary looking, has all the armor plate and can't be penetrated by any of those FIFTY caliber rifles he has benevolently permitted the mere mortal population to possess.

Tuesday, August 04, 2015

Abortion Is Murder! They're Discussing The MURDER of Human Babys.

They coldly discuss the harvesting of "intact cadavers" then proudly display their wares. Human baby body parts are displayed in a tray. They are talking about killing a Baby, then dissecting it, then calling the parts "specimens". The truth is they KILL an unborn baby in its natural environment, then they cut it up like cattle in a slaughter house. If the baby cadaver doesn't come out whole, they can still sell what parts are recoverable. Like a whole Brain or a whole Liver, etc...

Look closely. Then watch the video a second time.

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Edit: found this picture at Sipsey Street (thanks Mike.)

They are proud of this. 

Evil does not come in a more fundamental form.

As my God Father told me, the hardest part and what we MUST do, PRAY for them!

Sunday, August 02, 2015

Operation Fast and Furious Rears Its Head again

Remember, folks, Obama, Clinton, Holder et al. wanted this.

And this...

But then they got this...

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Their first response was a quote from Bart Simpson, "Uh, uh... I didn't do it!"

Their next response was, "Uh... it was a field operation! Rogue Agents... I didn't know!"

Thier last pathetic attempt at an excuse was, "Well, yeah, we did it... but we didn't do anything wrong and we won't do it again! Besides, Bush did it too! So there!

This comes from NY Daily News Dot Com.

It seems that the weapon used by the Rag Head to shoot up the Rag Head Ridiculing Contest was acquired from one of the batches which were smuggled during the DOJ's Fast and Furious gun smuggling operation.

The news media, all of them including the highly respected Fox News, keep calling this a "botched sting" or "an investigation gone out of control" or some other such nonsense. Fast and Furious was a smuggling operation. It was criminal facilitation. There was a plan, a strategy and a desired outcome. It was NOT for the purpose of tracking weapons and breaking up cartels. Its purpose was to advance the Gun Prohibitionist narrative that "crime guns in Mexico originate in American gun shops and there must be severe restrictions on the rights of American Citizens because Mexicans are behaving badly".

Remember, folks, the only reason Fast and Furious was exposed is because a Federal Agent was killed. If only mere mortals, be they Mexicano or Estado Unidiense, were being killed the narrative would continue to be, "Ninty percent of all guns traced at Mexican crime scenes are traced back to U.S. gun shops. We must have Reasonable Restritions. (How about I put some reasonable restrictions on your right to breath? Oh, and I will be the one to decide what is "reasonable". You like that idea, shit-head?)

Again, the only thing "botched" was the cover up. The only thing they regret is being exposed. But then, they'll never be held to account for it in this life time. They aren't well meaning but misguided. They are evil.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Other States Available - Line In The Sand - Molon Labe

Go to the Etsy store and order. Each is embroydered on the left breast of the shirt and will have the Molon Labe with the Spartan Helmet below it.

1911 Lovers - A New Embroydered T Shirt Design Available

Go to the Wife's Site at THIS LINK and see what is available.

It will look like the other shirts, embroydery on the left breast.

Monday, July 20, 2015

This is My Line in The Sand T-Shirts for Sale

My wife makes these. The T-Shirts are 100% cotton. The emblem is embroydered on the left breast.

Montana and Texas are available right now. North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennessee, and Alaska are all in the works. If there is enough demand, she'll design one for your state also.

(No, that is NOT my torso in the picture!)

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Grdena's Police Kill an Unarmed Man

Remember, they are proud of themselves. They think they did the right thing. Everyone in their chain of command was saying, "Don't worry, Bud. We got yer back..."

Go here to read the story.

Or go here to watch the Video.

They sleep well at night confident in the idea they cannot be wrong, or at least will never be held responsible. Yes there are sociopaths among us. Some of them choose to be policemen.

File this one under "Failure to Grovel".

Words Fail me, Excpet... "Its California"

An entire neighborhood evacuated because firearms and ammunition were found in a deceased person's home?

From CBS L:cal Los Angeles:

Guns? Oh my goodness me!

The statement about the panicked discoverer (quote from the piece):

 "Officials said it is the same home where a death investigation was conducted on Friday. The person died from natural causes. However, when going through the home, someone uncovered the firearms and called the police."

The action by heroic local authorities (again quoting from the CBSlocal piece):

"LAPD and a bomb squad were sent to the Pacific Palisades for most of the night, forcing dozens of residents to stay out of their homes for more than eight hours."


"The neighborhood remained evacuated while the bomb squad secured the scene until authorities let people return to the neighborhood at 9 pm."

Will the Benevolent Heroes of the local bomb squad be able save the residents of Pacific Palisades from those icky thingies?

"Save us! Oh save us Mighty Mouse! I saw a firearm and it made me feel bad when I looked at it!"

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

It is Like 1984 De Ja Vu All Over Again

Hillary Clinton showed us this would be in her Nationalized Health Care bill. If you dissent you are mentally ill.

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Follow this link to Jerome Corsi's piece at

From the piece at WND:

"At a hearing Monday in Manhattan in which he ruled filmmaker Dinesh D’Souza must continue community service for four more years, U.S. District Judge Richard M. Berman said he considers D’Souza’s violation of federal campaign-finance laws to be evidence of a psychological problem and ordered further counseling." (emphasis mine)

Mr. Corsi lays out the story. We are here folks. We have arrived. The madness have overwhelmed us. We have been asleep at the wheel. Our grandparents swallowed the poison pill and handed it to us. The Marxists have won. All they ever produce is excrement and they are now rubbing our faces in it. Get used to it folks. It is gonna be a long ride.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

SCOTUS Care...

The Supreme Court has lost its credibility (or what was left of it).

Chief Justice John Roberts has once again used tortured language and twisted non-logic to uphold a law... because he wants it that way. The majority on the Court holds that ANY act of Congress must be upheld if the Court can find a way, no matter how tenuous, dubious, or questionable the method of doing so. The question of what the Founders intended when they wrote the Constitution is NOT to be considered.

Obamacare stands. National Socialist Health Care stands. The march to Socialism Progress continues apace. Why? Because the Supreme Court of the United States wants it that way.

Friday, May 08, 2015

Women Attending Ranger School

Go here and read the Army Times piece.

Then read the money quote at the end, " Women who successfully complete Ranger School will receive a certificate and be awarded the coveted Ranger tab." The DAMNED outcome has been predetermined.

There is no way any woman is going to make it through the course unless she is carried. If they force a woman through and pin a Tab on her, it lessens the value of the Tab for every other Ranger School graduate who earned his. If that happens, it will be used as a precedent to force women into every other aspect of military life which ALL OF HUMAN HISTORY says they cannot tolerate nor sustain. This will weaken the force over all. Ultimately, that is what is desired

Girls do NOT belong in the Infantry. They damned sure don't belong in Ranger training. There may be a bull dyke, out there in the world, who could make it through the Ranger Course. This would be an exceptional exception to the rule. Making national policy based on a one in ten thousand exception to the rule is a recipe for disaster/suicide. Ranger school is HARD for a reason. It tests the best and hardest of men. Girls, by design are not HARD. Dear Lord we are having this discussion because our National leaders are out of their minds.

This is my class. Look at the faces. Do they look healthy? The photo was taken AFTER we had been back on solid food for three days. Go here to look at a larger photo.

I attended the course as a PFC from the First By God Battalion. I was conditioned for it for over a year before I got my slot. It was hard for me and on me. Not impossible, but hard. My body was broken down at the end. It took weeks to initially recover and months to FULLY recover. I had open sores which didn't heal until after I got back on solid food. My endocrine system was interrupted to the point my nuts didn't function for almost two weeks after graduation. I started the course at 175 pounds and graduated at 145.

A normal healthy woman is not going to be able to handle this kind of stress. A woman is not physically, nor is she emotionally, programmed to handle this kind of stress. It is cruel to put women in this situation and LIE to them and say, "Go forth and be the same as a man!" It is unnatural. It is sickening.

May God have mercy on us.


Thursday, February 05, 2015

On Road Marching, Again

At WRSA, the conversation continues. I will reiterate. Take it for what it is worth.

I takes a lot out of a man to road march fast. It takes determination that you're just going to do it! When you're learning, it takes someone setting the example.

Everyone has a strength. The man who runs at a pace of 5 minutes per mile, generally doesn't set the standard in push-ups. The man who can max out push-ups on his PT test generally isn't the one setting the pace on a 5 mile, non-standard run.

When someone has a strength is a certain area, let him set the example and tell the rest how he does it. Let him set the standard toward which the others strive. The goal must be an achievable standard which is within reach, not easily attainable, but not impossible either.

When I was a young Private going through RIP, I (and a handful of others) took off on our, graded for time, 12 miler. A soldier named Paul Scurka set the pace and we did our best to keep up. To us it was blazing saddles. To Sgt. Scurka it was an evening stroll. You see, he was an instructor at RIP and a two time winner of the Best Ranger Competition. I was amazed than any man could walk that fast. When I finished RIP and got to the Battalion, I was equally amazed there was a battalion full of men who could do it. A year later, I could do it in my sleep. It is all in how you train.

I said before. First, work on your speed. Stretch out that stride. (Don't run!) Force yourself to exaggerate the normal walking stride, because road marching isn't a nice evening stroll. You can add weight when your speed comes up. Condition yourself first. Start out with 35 or 45 pounds in your rucksack. Additionally, wear whatever load bearing gear you would normally patrol with. Carry your weapon, or a seven pound hickory stick. That will be enough to BEGIN training your body and mind. When you can road march, without running, at a speed of 4 to 4.5 miles per hour, then begin adding weight. You will notice that adding weight will make your shoulders ache more than it will slow you down. Determination, will, "Dammit! I'm just gonna do it!" goes a long way toward keeping your pace. "It's all in your mind...!" I used to hear. I hated hearing that until I could meet the standard, then I realized it was true. Take care of your feet. When you get blisters, let them rise for a day, then pop them. They will drain, be sore, dry out and grow thicker skin. This is what you need. Your feet are gonna ache. Deal with it. It sucks, deal with it. The bad guys chasing you, or the ones who you attack at the end of your march don't give a flying fuck how much your feet or shoulders, or back ache.

Finally, set an achievable goal. Congratulate yourself when you have met the standard. Its OK to feel satisfaction. If you haven't trained like this before, start with five miles. Then go to six, then to eight, then to ten and twelve. Don't over do it. Keep your goals reachable until you are ready to try something butt fuckin hard! There will be a time for the ultimate test. Initial training phase isn't it. Remember, speed first, then load. When the time comes, you will be able to throw any necessary combat load on your back and get to it. By then you'll be thinking, "I have done a hundred of these. No big deal."

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Merry Christmas!

Christ is born in Bethlehem!


God and sinners reconciled!


Gloria in excelsis Deo!


Wednesday, November 19, 2014

FBI Says: No Murders in Newtown Connecticut in 2012

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I saw this very thing on another blog (, so I decided to search it my self.

I plugged these search terms into Google, "FBI uniform crime report 2012 Connecticut".

Google brought me to this page:

So I scroll down the page there, paying close attention to the third column, "Murder and nonnegligent manslaughter", until I find the city of Newtown. I look at the third column and...

Lo and Behold! No murders in Newtown in 2012!

Well, shucks by golly! They wouldn't lie to us... would they?

Go look for yourself. Then pass it on!

Governors in New York and Colorado used this psy-op to pass control legislation and further restrict the liberties of formerly free people. They do not care what tool they have to use to advance their agenda. Lies are not only permitted, they are obligatory if that particular tool advances their agenda. They call in "Progress".

Think about this also. There hasn't been one Newtown Policeman, not one single Connecticut State Policeman, nor a single FBI agent come forward to tell the TRUTH about this. Not one. Good guys, all.

Sunday, April 06, 2014

Breaking Contact... For A While

I won't be posting anything for a while. I'll still lurk and coment on the usual IIIper blogs.

Thanks for reading.

Longbow out.

Monday, March 31, 2014

Controlled Demolitions... This is Cool!

Watch and enjoy this montage of controlled demolition. It is interesting to see how a skilled crew of engineers can cause a building of brick and steel to fall into its own footprint.

Here's another...

Now here is a really good one. Some have said no engineers were involved in this one at all!   LOL

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Erik Rush's Thoughts on Flight 370

Erik thinks the flight was diverted to...

by the CIA because it was carrying...

"The “great deal more” I am told was rather a revolutionary piece of hardware, not software, and it is not integral to digital data systems, although it is no doubt used in conjunction with them. The engineers were part of a joint US-China effort that resulted in one of the most advanced small gyroscopes for flight ever developed – flight, as in long-distance space flight."

...and that is why the Chinese aren't making a HUGE deal out of losing more than 150 of their citizens.

I don't know what the plane was carrying besides passengers. I have suspected something along these lines.

But then, I've been accused of being a nutburger.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Edward Snowden Interview

Go to this web address. It is definitely worth a few minutes.

Those who would control you say, "Don't listen! He's a Traitor!" One would do well to heed his warning.

Another Thug Acting According To His Principles

He did this because he knows he will get away with it. He can pen up the excuse later. He is certain his co-workers will back him without hesitation. He did it because he wanted to. He is proud of himself.

Watch and be sickened.

Original link found on

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

It Is A Police State

I found the link on  Here is how one man handled a sloppy fishing episode. The suspect here is someone who has learned the hard way the cost of acting like a free man.

"He was doin' 72 in a 70!"


"I stop a lot of people, you know, and very few are guilty of anything." Good work there Barney.

This cop believes going on a fishing expedition using the slimmest possible excuse is a good thing to do. He thinks he is doing his job. He thinks he is keeping you safe.

Or maybe... Does he really believe this? Or is he just another State employed Thug Opportunist?

By the way, "anhydrous" isn't a noun, it is an adjective. It means, without water or dessicated. It doesn't describe anything illegal. It is analogous to saying, "We find dihydrogen monoxide all the time on these stops."

Monday, March 17, 2014

Cast A Wide Net... You'll Come Up With Something.

 Two examples come by way of Battlefield USA.

One, in the District of (state employed) Criminals, was a traffic jam caused by the police because they wanted to search everyone on the highway. You got that right.

Another, in the Denver area, resulted in stopping every car at an intersection, handcuffing every adult and searching cars.

Cops believe the people's freedom is granted by the government and being tools of the government, they can suspend it at their whim, then magically and benevolently restore it when they care to. Innocent people were pulled out of their cars and arrested, however briefly, at gun point and with no specific probable cause. This was a violation of their Natural and Constitutionally secured rights. People cannot be faulted for complying when they have a gun to their heads. But every person who was stopped and cuffed should bring suit now. They should have said no to ANY search. The cops who did this do not have any conscience about what they did. They did this because they wanted to. They are proud of themselves. They see their job as subduing the public and keeping the people under State Control. They act as they would in a Military Occupation zone. Cops behave this way because they see the public as the enemy. They firmly believe they cannot be wrong.

A Good Primer on Sandy Hook Fraud.

This video is worth a look. Take an hour and a half, have some coffee and watch. I especially like the people/role players walking in circles in and around the firehouse, hilarious! The call to Lt. Vance asking who cleaned up the blood, eliciting the respons, "What blood?" Priceless!

There is some good information here.

Friday, March 14, 2014

A De Facto Military Occupation (Updated)

Does this video say enough about the militarized mentality of Police these days? Is there any question their mentality is that the population they serve ( I should say service) is an enemy to be subdued and dominated?

Do you understand this could have been you? Or your Father? Or your Brother?

Do you understand that as a free man you DO NOT owe them obeisance?

Do you understand as a free man you have a Natural Right to arms? Do you understand a member of the Gang will kill you because of it?

Do you understand that members of the Gang will protect each other no matter how egregious their behavior?

Do you understand that if this man had died, the shooting would still have been ruled "justified"?

Do you understand this happens every day?

Do you finally get it? The Gang has a shoot first mentality because they have grown accustomed to the privilege of using force at their whim.

I stopped trying to talk sense with Gang members years ago. They firmly believe,  "What ever I dunn, it was the right thing to do, because it was Me what dunnit!"

Now, watch the press conference where Sheriff Bruce Bryant said he would do the same thing his deputy did. He would shoot you in a heartbeat also. There is not a moments' self reflection.The lesson from this incident? Drivers need to learn to be more submissive! Any action other than whimper and grovel WILL get you shot! He wants national legislation passed to make submission, obeisance, and prostration the law of the land. Hey, Sheriff Bryant, go fuck yourself!

 What are your questions on this block of instruction?

Monday, March 10, 2014

Thoughts From Sipsey Street

 Mike Vanderboegh. at Sipsey Street Irregulars links to this piece and to this one.  The question raised is, can Connecticut avoid the violence which seems inevitable?

How could violence be avoided? Cops could say no. Cops could tell their bosses they ain't doin' it. Cops could tell their legislators, individually, and through their professional organizations, they will not attempt to enforce this law against the good people of Connecticut. Cops could make public statements to the people at large, on Youtube for example, that they will defend the peoples' rights, not abuse them.

None of the above will happen, will it Connecticut Police Officers? At least not in quantities greater than onesies or twosies.

Why? Because to those of you in The Gang, being a member in good standing is far more important than anything else. Getting to your retirement and pensions is far more important that the Natural Rights of the People. Siding with the People against an un-Constitutional and immoral statute isn't as sexy as making arrests and seeing people cower before you. Guarding the right to Life, Liberty, and Property isn't as thrilling as calling yourself an "Operator", pretending you are a Ranger or a SEAL, and making war on the people you supposedly serve.

Image found on Google.

No, cops will do what their Superiors (yes I meant it that way) tell them to do. They will act stupidly, just as the legislators did in believing the people would just lay down and comply. This whole thing is avoidable, but, Hubris will guide the way.

Remember, a Sheepdog's function is to herd sheep. To move the herd where the Master wants it to go, which is, to be fleeced and eventually slaughtered.

Saturday, March 08, 2014

T.L. Davis Speaks. You Should Listen.

This is the Link to TL's blog. People should read there regularly.

One of many money quotes:

One might not agree that Connecticut is the demarcation line, maybe it is, maybe it is not, that is irrelevant. What is relevant is that it is a petrie dish; a moment of reflection; a moment for which to train. I don't pretend to be on the ground, or know the up-to-the-minute aspects of it, but if one looks at Connecticut and sees what is inevitable, then it is time to use Connecticut as common point of reference.


If Connecticut means to have a war, the citizens there will not be alone, because this is a cause worthy of every patriot's attention and dedication. What is learned in Connecticut will be invaluable to training the rest of the nation no matter how it turns out. If this egregious abuse of power can be politically shut down, it will teach the community how to go about it. If it cannot be shut down politically, tactics and organization could be developed.