Thursday, July 27, 2017

Hey, Look!

Writing about purse carry. Which I don't like or recommend, but sometimes do. It's complicated.


In the Future of the Fifties, everything was going to be pointy, finned, polyester, and atomic, even the US Merchant Marine.

In 1959 we launched the NS Savannah, a nuclear-powered technology demonstrator that was a cargo ship that also carried ninety passengers in space-age comfort.

Named for the SS Savannah, the first steamship to cross the Atlantic (in 1819!), she had a checkered career. Her cargo holds were apparently a bear to load, and her operating costs sky high compared to conventional oil-powered ships, and she was eventually taken out of service in 1971...two years before the Arab Oil Embargo sent the price of fuel oil to the moon.

Ars Technica has a photo essay on it. Look at those cool accommodations, especially the bar. It was a harbinger of a future when groovy astro-couples could zip across the ocean in luxury, sitting at the poolside bar and washing filet mignon tablets down with space martinis.

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

This deck chair would look better over there.

Well, now that we got the wall built, Obamacare repealed, unfavorable trade agreements re-negotiated, ISIS defeated, the DPRK's nuke program defanged, and the US pulled out of all the little brushfire entanglements it's involved in, I guess the White House has the free time to worry about the 3,718th most important thing on its agenda...


Numrich had twenty-round mags in stock for the vz61 Skorpion. Rock me like a very tiny hurricane.

Parrot Squawks

Every time there's an internet post mentioning that skulls, lightning bolts, coiled rattlesnakes, and crap like that are bad things to have engraved on a carry gun, some knob always comes along and squawks "Show me the case law! Show me the case law!"

It's like they're trying to show off the fact that they know there's a thing called "case law", as opposed to "statutory law" or "regulatory law".

Basically, we all know that no legislature has enacted a law making it a Class Z Misdemeanor to shoot somebody while you have a Punisher skull slide cover plate on your Glock (statutory) and the BATFE has not held that a Punisher skull slide cover plate renders your Glock an AOW (regulatory) and so they want to see case law.

In other words, they want you to find the case of State of West Dakota v. Cletus Johnson and show them in the black letter text of the verdict where Cletus was held guilty because he had a Punisher skull slide cover plate on his Glock.

But that's not how trials work.

A lawyer friend on the intertubes likes to point out that, once you're in the courtroom, it's all about selling your side of the story to the judge and jury. You don't want to make it harder for your attorney to sell that story.

Nowhere in the black letter print of case law is it going to say "The jury found Cletus Johnson guilty because he was a thoroughly unlikeable asshole," but you'd better cool believe his unlikeable assholishness influenced how the judge viewed his side of the story and affected the deliberations in the jury room.

Do you think your lawyer will want you to wear a Punisher skull t-shirt in the courtroom? Why not? It's not against the statutory law.

Do you know what else will be in the courtroom and visible to the jury as "Exhibit A"? Do you think your future hypothetical defense attorney would like the jury to see a Punisher skull slide cover plate on "Exhibit A"? Why not? There's no case law!

Monday, July 24, 2017

Vintage Swamp Water

Like a dog returning to its sick, Jeff Sessions is returning to those favorite themes from the Nineties: "Pot Is Bad" and "Asset Forfeiture Is Cool".

In a letter to Congress, Sessions asked for a ban on using federal funds to go after medical marijuana distributors in states that have legalized medical weed to be overturned. Quoth the Jeff:
"I believe it would be unwise for Congress to restrict the discretion of the Department to fund particular prosecutions, particularly in the midst of an historic drug epidemic and potentially long-term uptick in violent crime."
So people in Huntington, WV and Columbus, OH are overdosing on imported Chinese Fentanyl and the way to nip it in the bud is to go after medical Mary Jane outfits in Portland, OR. That makes sense, I guess...or at least it does if you think Reefer Madness was a hard-hitting, serious documentary.

He couldn't be any more out of touch if he were to rant about "we need to ban that marijuana because it makes decent white girls want to take up with colored jazz musicians" although, given his bio, that might not be such a stretch for Jefferson Beauregard Sessions III. This is, after all, a guy who once joked that he thought the Klan was "OK, until [he] found out they smoked pot."

Appointing Sessions was the opposite of "draining the swamp"; it was basically pumping in a whole bunch of vintage swamp water.

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Changing up...

From '01 to '07, my bedside gun was a Beretta 96D. The big double-action-only horse pistol functioned essentially like an eleven-shot .40S&W-caliber revolver.

From '07 until now, the job has belonged to a 2"-barreled S&W Model 64, a stainless steel snubbie K-frame in .38 Special.

I'm in the process of auditioning a replacement for the 64...

Saturday, July 22, 2017

That's cool, but it's dark for more than an hour.

A German power company is looking at using salt caverns currently used to store natural gas into a gigantic flow battery that could power the entire city of Berlin for an hour.

Which, you know, handily illustrates the problems of trying to scale up the sort of solar/wind/battery setup that's ideal for running an off-grid hermitage to powering an entire industrial society.

Friday, July 21, 2017

It's like hippie Jade Helm...

Thursday, July 20, 2017

I Aten't Ded

However I was busy yesterday and am semi-bereft of easy blogging topics today.

In the interim...well, the internet likes gun pictures, right?

If one Czech is good, then two must be better, right? I decided to drag the CZ52 to the range along with the Skorpion. I hadn't fired the 52 in eons, so I might as well exercise it.

Jebus, the trigger on the CZ52 is eight or nine pounds if it's an ounce. I'd forgotten how much muzzle blast the things have, and also how the ejected brass is moving fast enough to make major. A lot of fun to shoot, though, godawful trigger and all.

Both are fifty rounds at seven yards, just casually dirt-shooting, but the Skorpion was shooting a lot faster than the 52. It's so massive for a .32, and the trigger is light enough (if sponge-like), that it's easy to just rail away with it and still get reasonable results.