Sunday, January 4, 2026

 


4 comments:

  1. draw a line down the center defining the sissification of a nation

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  2. Many moons ago, I was part of a group that got an impromptu M-14 familiarization course from a full bird Marine Colonel. Call bullshit if you like, I was there.
    At the time, and maybe still, Marine nomenclature was magazine, but the Army called them clips…
    He said it was easy…
    “Magazines got good stuff in ‘em, ammo or porno… don’t fuck it up!!!”

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  3. I was at my job for many decades. Whenever the subject of guns, the second amendment, or anything in between came up (often prompted by something in the news), limiting ammunition was included in the conversation. Always (no exception, ever) it was never, "magazine(s). Attempted corrections were responded to by my co-workers - they felt it was an unnecessary point, . . ."so what, a detail, it was known what was being discussed, so why?!"

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  4. A zillion years ago my little brother loaded my .22 rifle with paper clips. I have no idea why..He was just a kid, younger than this kid..
    I had to mount it on my Bicycle's handle bars and take it to a sporting goods shop in seattle to fix it..Try doing that today....
    I was in 2nd grade and put small rocks in the BB gun because I couldn't afford the gun but not the ammo..So..I get it.. When my dad found out he took it back to the store and probably yelled at them. He also didn't give me my hard earned bottle deposit money I had scrounged getting beer bottles in my little red wagon from the U.of WA. drunk kids partying on the weekends..
    Geez..life is hard for a little kid, harder now in Seattle.

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