Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Maybe it will, maybe it won't. That all depends on our new enemy, the Weather.
Keep to the high ground, weapons hot and ready to go.
Monday, May 25, 2015
"You can't cook with LSP!" you exclaim indignantly, "That's as dangerous as it is absurd." Not so fast, my friend. You can, and here's how.
Buy some Jalapeno peppers, larger ones work better, and cut them in half. Then scoop out the seeds and fill the pepper shells with cream cheese. You can use a Spyderco Perseverance to cut the peppers, but any knife will do. Just make sure it's sharp!
Next, wrap the cream cheese filled peppers in bacon. Go on, use a slice per pepper, then skewer the bacon-wrapped awesomness with a toothpick. Stand back and admire your handiwork, life is good.
Put the poppers in the oven at 400 and bake, turning half-way through, until the bacon's done, for about 20 minutes or so. then remove those bad boys from the oven and savor the delicious smell of cooking pig that fills your house. Have a beer, maybe a glass of wine, you've earned it.
After you've let the poppers rest a bit, say grace, and eat them, like Charles Martel.
And that's cooking, with...
The War on Weather took a sinister new turn today, with Governor Gregg Abbott declaring a state of emergency for more than 24 counties in Texas, as the Lone Star State was ravaged by floods and tornadoes.
My small farming community wasn't exempt, as our new enemy, the forces of nature, commonly known as "weather," launched an afternoon assault on what used to be a rural haven of peace and tranquility. We've learned to recognize the signs.
The air grew still, then green, then dark with rain and wind, and the attack was on. I watched the enemy advance, from the front porch, as the streets flooded and lightning flashed across the sky with thunder booming and rumbling like the Russian guns on the Oder.
Blue Howitzer didn't seem to care; he's not fazed by the opposition, and neither was I. After all, we're armed, here at the Compound.
Weather has retreated for now, no doubt put off by the stout resistance of our brave weather warriors. It'll be back, maybe later tonight, and when it does we'll be ready, round in the chamber, resolute.
We will win this war, against the Weather.
Remember the fallen and while you're at it, spare a thought for towns like Itasca, Texas, with a population of around 1,600 people. That's their War Memorial above, with the last marker reserved for the Gulf War and Iraq. I think Afghanistan has been added.
|My photo from 2009. I think Afghanistan's been added -- I may be wrong.|
There's a lot of names.
If you're not moved and perhaps unsettled by that, there's something badly wrong with you.
May they Rest in Peace,
Sunday, May 24, 2015
I get it it, every Sunday's a Feast Day, but some Feasts stand out, like Pentecost. Some celebrate the descent of the Spirit upon the Apostles by BBQing Porterhouse steaks, and I like that. But for me, celebrating the Feast means installing a new trigger in an AR 15, a Hipertouch EDT (Enhanced Duty Trigger).
It isn't hard. Unscrew the deadly pistol grip, making sure that you don't lose the fire control detent, remove the safety selector and grip. Tap out the pins that hold the old, rubbish, clunky, creepy trigger in place and remove it.
Look at the lower receiver and give it a quick clean with an oily rag; remember, a clean gun is a happy gun. Then look at the Hipertouch instructions and see if all the parts that are supposed to come with the kit actually do.
Satisfied, put trigger, disconnector spring, and disconnector together, aligning the holes in the receiver, the trigger, and the disconnector so that you can drive a supplied pin through all and hold the mechanism in place. Hipertouch supplies a drift pin, which comes in very handy.
Trigger in place, install the hammer, first fitting a 4.5 lb or a 5.5 lb spring to it; I opted for the lighter pull. Then simply position the hammer in the receiver and pin it in place.
And that's it, congratulations, you have a new trigger in your deadly assault rifle, making it that much more deadlier. But seriously, does the Hipertouch EDT work?
Yes it does, as described, "Single Stage Pull is Smooth, Flat, Fast & Precise." Does it have "Lightning Quick Reset"? Fast enough and a big improvement over the stock CMMG trigger that used to live in the receiver. Would I recommend it to a friend? Yes I would, the Hipertouch EDT is what it claims to be, an enhanced duty trigger, which is light and crisp without being a dangerous liability. Is it tactical? Sure it is, all the way to the nearest range and beyond. Cost effective, too, at around $90.
Long story short. If you're fixing to celebrate Pentecost by upgrading your stock AR 15 trigger, you could do a whole lot worse than the Hipertouch EDT. LL, who has forgotten more about shooting than I will ever know, vouches for it.
So get one, if you like, and watch your groups improve. All this is banned in places like England and Connecticut, where the Rainbow Nanny rules and ISIS laughs.
It's the Feast of Pentecost today, so here's the Collect:
O GOD, who as at this time didst teach the hearts of thy faithful people, by sending to them the light of thy Holy Spirit: grant us by the same Spirit to have a right judgement in all things, and evermore to rejoice in his holy comfort; through the merits of Christ Jesus our Savior, who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the same Spirit, one God, world without end. Amen.
Modern heretical Christians, taking a lead from Hitler's Reichskirche, used to justify their wicked and erroneous innovations by appealing to the Holy Spirit. "National Socialism," they cried from the pulpits, "is the work of the Spirit in our age!" Latterly, we've been told, again, and again, and again, that ordaining women is the "work of the Spirit." So is gay sex, apparently, although our new pansexual pagans have mostly dropped any pretense to Christianity and rarely invoke the members of the Trinity to justify their actions.
The heretics, inflated with insane pride as they blasphemously rage against the Church, should consider this. Those who go against the Holy Spirit will be relentlessly destroyed by that same Spirit.
Saturday, May 23, 2015
I took the CHL test today at a room in El Conquistador, and very enjoyable it was too, despite having to drive through ferocious Climate Change to Waco.
The first part of the class was mostly about gun safety, the law, and why it's better to be "judged by 12 than carried by 6." That said, our instructor emphasized deterrent; a CHL isn't a "license to kill" he told us. That ended with a Mexican lunch, chicken enchiladas for me, followed by a test. It's not hard.
Then we convoyed off to a range, which was interestingly situated behind a BBQ place, and split into two groups. Group One for people familiar with their pistols and Group Two for those who were less so. I was in Group One and wondered how I'd match up with the other shooters, especially given less than stellar performance at the range lately.
But I shot alright and the Instructor congratulated me, "Good! I thought you Brits didn't like guns!"
"Chief," I replied, "I'm from the olden days." He thought that was very amusing.
|That's More Like It|
So a good day was had by all. Do the CHL class; it's fun, it teaches you something and improves your shooting. After you've certified, you have to send various documents into the DPS and you get your license.
And that, my friends, is one small step in the ongoing War on Weather.
Friday, May 22, 2015
Hillary Clinton wants to become the most powerful person in the world, ever. Monica Langley gets knee-touchingly close.
"HRC. Monica, have a seat
::HRC motions toward a chair situated an appropriate distance from her preferred spot on the couch::
::Monica proceeds to drag her chair within inches of the Secretary --leaning in even further::
Interview proceeds... and about midway.
Monica: Oh Hillary...2016 '16 '16
::Monica grabs HRC's knee::
HRC laughs awkwardly — glances at Philippe
Monica: ::leaning in further::
Oh Hillary...what do you eat? drink? dream about when you sleep?
::Monica again touches HRC's leg::
::Everybody laughs awkwardly — Philippe hardly able to contain himself::
Monica: They think I'm so funny (looking at Philippe and me.) HILL, can I ride on your lap to the White House?"
According to Politico, that went on for 51 minutes.
Your old friend,
I drove to Fort Worth today, to listen to several excellent presentations on Religious Freedom, but more on that later. When I returned to the bucolic pastures of rural ministry, and put the kettle on to make a refreshing cup of hot tea, I heard a loud knocking on my door. Who was it?
A lady in a pink nightdress and a large white sun hat, pounding furiously on the front door of my Command and Control Center. What did she want? I asked myself, inquisitively.
To talk, of course, about being spied upon by the City Drone Force (CDF).
"I can tell the difference between a firefly, a star and a drone!" she declared. "How's that?" I replied, and found out.
Fireflies make erratic upwards movements, stars twinkle, and CDF drones move in a straight, dronelike line. Flat against the night sky.
Speaking of drones, Ramadi is in the hands of Islamic savages, and Obama is obviously a Napoleon, or a Rommel, a Rainbow Rommel, that is. If you want some sober-minded analysis, check out LL's site.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Maybe the last so-called "post" was a bit serious for you. After all, it's not nice to come face to face with the mystery of iniquity that is the US Dollar and the Federal Reserve.
So here's some Stephy-the-Hobbit street art to lighten things up.
It just gets everywhere!
Will Stephy fill the large wingtips of David "I'm not a bitter and vicious old man" Letterman?
Or will he quietly sink into the Dead Marshes with Wraith Witch Hillary?
I liked this comment from an earlier post on usury so much that I think it deserves its own space. Here it is:
"The Federal Reserve Back creates ALL Dollars in circulation, and the individual banks assist in creating digital Dollars through fractional reserve banking. 100% of all Dollars created, whether printed by the Department of Treasury, or created digitally by banks, are interest bearing documents (hence the name Federal Reserve Note), which must be repaid only with more Federal Reserve Notes. This is a very important distinction.
"Because of the Federal Reserve Act, ALL Dollars (FRNs) are perpetual debts without the ability to pay back in full, since all interest on the Dollars borrowed can only be paid with more Dollars, each bearing interest payments. More plainly, not only are the Dollars debt, but the interest payments are also debt.
"ANYONE (especially politicians) who claim they will reduce the debt, are either lying, ignorant, or both, as the Dollar based debt can NEVER, EVER, EVER, be repaid. It can only be defaulted upon. But since the bankers who control the Federal Reserve Bank are in control of most western governments, including the US, this nation will only become more indebted until The People revolt and ensure the Dollar debt is defaulted upon. But until more people realize how Dollars are created and used, and that 100% of all Sixteenth Amendment Income Taxes are used only for interest payments (not SS, Medicare, Defense, etc.) towards Dollar debt to the privately owned Federal Reserve Bank, little will change."
Surely someone's getting very rich through this ponzilike scheme of ad infinitum usury. But feel free to disagree.
In other news, I got a haircut, like a depositor in a Cypriot bank. Short's the word.
Your old buddy,
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Readers, there's good news and bad news. Let's start with the good. David Letterman has gone into retirement, and the whole world sings with joy. The bad news?
Oh, there isn't any.