Thursday, November 5, 2009

You Look Like the Piss Boy!

Irish town proposes urine wardens
Last week, Ennis man John O'Connor installed a device which transmits an electric shock to those who relieve themselves outside his shop.

The device has sparked debate in the town, with one councillor suggesting the appointment of two "urine wardens".

Yes. You read that correctly. The problem of public urination is so bad in Ireland, they have a position entitled "Urine Warden".

Wicked Pisser.

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CAUTION: Sharp Learning Curve Ahead...

Cops: Harvard students cause fracas at club
Those wacky Harvard Business School students. Dress them in drag, and you don’t know what they’ll do. But it wasn’t the lipstick and heels that got one partygoer in trouble at the HBS Australian and New Zealand Club’s annual “Priscilla Ball,” cops said.

It all went awry just before 11:30 p.m. Friday, police said, when two students tried to get back into Tequila Rain on Lansdowne Street, after they’d reportedly been bounced for a “high level of intoxication and disruptive behavior.”

The story just keeps getting better.
Then, police said, Sidani called the cops racists, saying, “I’m a Lebanese citizen. I’m going to call the Lebanese Embassy,” while Huot stuck his arms out, saying, “Arrest me. I want you to arrest me.”

Be careful what you ask for, you just might get it. Especially when you're stupid:
A crowd started to gather, and when one of the officers tried to escort him up Lansdowne Street, Huot allegedly grabbed him by the throat. The officers wrestled him to the ground and handcuffed him, police said, while Sidani tried to photograph them with a camera phone, saying, “This is going to get us a lot of money.”

BZZT! Thank you for playing! Your chance for "a lot of money" evaporated when you grabbed the officer. The fact that you were arrested with nary a mark on you is going to dispel any attempt at a police brutality claim, kids. Instead, you're going to have a felony charge to answer to, and if you push your luck, a felony conviction to follow you around the rest of your lives.

Great job, geniuses.

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Unintended Consequences...

AP: 'Cash for clunkers' = cash for big new pickups
The Obama administration's $3 billion "cash for clunkers" program should be renamed "cash for gas-guzzling pickup trucks," according to an Associated Press analysis of the data.

AP reports that for 8,200 deals — the most common — buyers traded in their old Ford 150 pickups for new Ford 150 pickups. Fuel economy for the new trucks is just 1 to 3 mpg better than the clunkers — less than 20 mpg.

Glad to see that the "Cash for Clunkers" program - that cost the taxpayers billion$ of our tax dollar$ - achieved its stated goal of getting gas-guzzlers off the streets. Unfortunately, they forgot to tell us that those gas guzzlers were simply replaced with new gas guzzlers. Gee, I wonder why that little piece of information was omitted in the glowing reviews of the program?

I'm having a hard time thinking of a program that is more descriptive of the whole 0bama administration than "Cash for Clunkers". This program:

So, it completely and utterly failed to help the environment or boost American auto sales, and cost taxpayers billions of dollars. It was an empty, symbolic gesture that will, in the long run, hurt far more than it helps. Folks are going to discover that the $4,500 rebate needs to be disclosed as income on their taxes and have an unpleasant surprise come April 15, 2010. Used car prices have skyrocketed, with supply severely diminished because the "Clunkers" were destroyed under the Cash for Clunkers program.

I believe the exact term is "All sizzle, no steak" - what an apt analogy...

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Surprising, In A Good Way

Inmates come to guard's aid in jail attack

(CNN) -- Hillsborough County, Florida, Deputy Kenneth Moon was alone at his station at a county jail facility near Tampa when an inmate attacked him with no warning.

Moon, 64, was no match for Douglas Burden, 24, in custody on various drug charges. With Moon still in his chair, Burden put him in a choke hold and pulled tight.

And then, surveillance video of the Monday attack showed, other inmates jumped into the fray.

But it's not what you think - watch the video in the link. They beat that dude like a redheaded stepchild. As the inmates start swarming in, it really looks bad for the deputy - right up until they start practicing amateur phrenology on the attacking inmate. The video has a quick synopsis of the first four men to jump to Moon's aid - none are choirboys - but gets one thing right: These four men saved Deputy Moon's life, no question. They could have sat and watched the attack and done nothing, yet chose to go against one of their fellow prisoners to help a popular guard.

Pretty damn heroic, even considering their circumstances.

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Super Mondo Mega Comparo!

Okay folks, this is it. This is the be-all, end-all comparison that will finally, once-and-for-all, settle the eternal question: Glock or 1911?

My good friend Weerd Beard was kind enough to take some measurements and get the weight of his Smith & Wesson SW1911SC, a scandium framed, Commander-sized 1911 from the good folks at Smith & Wesson. I provided my Glock G30, a double-stack DAO polymer-framed subcompact. In the pictures shown for comparison, I've used my Colt 1991A1 as a stand-in for Weerd's 1911SC; the only difference size-wise is that the 1991A1 is a Government model (5" barrel), adding 3/4 of an inch to the Commander model overall.

So here goes!


First off, the direct comparisons:

Glock vs. 1911: Height

Glock vs. 1911: Length

Glock vs. 1911: Width

The Glock, being a subcompact model, has the advantage in length (even subtracting 3/4" for the shorter Commander size of Weerd's 1911SC) and definitively in height. The 1911 is significantly thinner than the Glock. Both guns have other sizes available; there are micro-1911s with 3" barrels and shortened grips; there's also a single-stack subcompact Glock (G36) that's substantially thinner than the double-stack.


Next, the weights:

1911 Weight

Glock Weight

Only 1.3 ounces separate the two guns; that's pretty surprising - I would have thought the polymer-framed Glock to be substantially lighter. Had the 1911 been an all-steel model, the weight differential would be more dramatic (of course, as my grandfather used to say, had the dog not stopped to shit he'd have caught the rabbit, so...)



Other factors up for consideration are that the Glock carries 9 or 10 rounds (9 round magazine shown, and will accept a 13 round G21 (full-size) magazine. The 13 round magazines have +2 extensions available, meaning that you can have 15 rounds of .45 ACP goodness at the ready, added to the 11 (10+1) in the gun for a max of 26 rounds. The 1911 has an 8 round magazine, with 10 round magazines available, for a max of 19 rounds.

This is pretty much the end of the objective comparison; anything else that could be included would really be more subjective. Reliability, accuracy, ease of cleaning/tinkering, aftermarket parts, accessories; all of these are open to interpretation and/or rely on assumptions. This comparison is not meant to favor one pistol over the other, but merely to provide a direct comparison of physical characteristics of the two firearms.

I'd like to thank Weerd Beard for suggesting this comparison and for providing the specs and pics of his 1911SC. Blame him if you want to get into the holy mother of all opinion wars as to which of the two guns is a better platform... *g*

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Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Oopsie!

Man appears alive at own funeral in Brazil
RIO DE JANEIRO — A Brazilian bricklayer reportedly killed in a car crash shocked his mourning family by showing up alive at his funeral. Relatives of Ademir Jorge Goncalves, 59, had identified him as the victim of a Sunday night car crash in Parana state in southern Brazil, police said.

As is customary in Brazil, the funeral was held the following day, which happened to be the holiday of Finados, when Brazilians visit cemeteries to honor the dead. What family members didn't know was that Goncalves had spent the night at a truck stop talking with friends over drinks of a sugarcane liquor known as cachaca, his niece Rosa Sampaio told the O Globo newspaper. He did not get word about his own funeral until it was already happening Monday morning.

It's a damn good thing he wasn't mistaken for a zombie, otherwise he might have been shot dead at his own funeral...

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Another "Only in MA" Moment...

Embattled Turner calls easy reelection victory ‘significant’

Councilor Chuck Turner has said for months that voters would look past his federal indictment and grant him another term, and last night the five-term Roxbury councilor got his vindication: a 20-point blowout over challenger Carlos “Tony’’ Henriquez.

“It’s significant that I was reelected, but the real significance is that our community did not fall for the hype,’’ Turner, standing on a chair, told a crowd of about 50 campaign supporters who gathered at his district office in Dudley Square and chanted “Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!’’

Yeah, that would be the hype of Turner caught on tape accepting a $1,000 bribe. It's going to be really interesting to see what happens when Roxbury has to pony up the money for a special election after Turner goes to jail... I'm certain that the accusations of racism will be fast and furious...

Only in MA... Or maybe DC.

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Letters, We Get Letters...

I have the greatest readers in the gun blogosphere, you know that? I get e-mails like this one from PhillipC:

You might be a gun nut if..

You design your costume around a particular weapon in your possession.

I have an SKS, and it just seemed natural to me to go as a certain young revolutionary. Tell me if you know who I'm supposed to be, as I was surprised at the number of people who didn't.

I'm not responsible for any coffee through the nose, or need for duct tape. :-)

PhillipC

So who did Phillip go as for Halloween?

Guess Who???

Please, for the love of all that's good and holy, tell me that y'all know who Phillip is dressed as?


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Ask The Gun Nut...

So I'm on the evil Facebook, and one of my buddies shoots me a PM. He has a gun-related question, and as he puts it, "you're the guy to ask". Heh. He just became an auxiliary police officer in the next town over from me, and was trying to figure out what he should get as his service pistol. One thing led to another, and he presented his question:

"Is the m1911 pistol only available in .45acp?"


It's a deliciously intricate question, when you come down to it. For those steeped in the lore of the 1911, we might name the .38 Super and the 10mm as other worthy calibers for a 1911 to be chambered in. For folks that value the 1911 platform for micro-sized conceal carry guns, they're well aware that 1911s are chambered in 9mm. For the competition shooters, the .40 S&W-based guns offer a higher power factor than the 9mm in a gun that holds a full 10 (or more) rounds.

But asking if the 1911 comes in something other than .45 ACP is a perfectly valid question. The "Colt 45" is a ubiquitous piece of Americana; as American as motherhood, apple pie, or the '57 Chevy. Thomas Magnum, Eliot Ness, Starsky, every WWII movie every made, even Tommy DeVito in Goodfellas carried a 1911 in .45 ACP. For someone not intimately familiar with the 1911 in its many incarnations, it's quite reasonable to wonder if there is any caliber other than .45 ACP for the 1911.

And then again, some of us believe that 1911s should only be chambered in .45ACP like G-d and His prophet John Moses Browning (PBUH) intended...

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Prognostication...

I'm going to put on my Karnac the Magnificent hat this morning. I'm going to make a two-part prediction about the news media's reaction to the interim elections held yesterday.

A) If the Democrats win 50.01% or more of the races, it's going to be heralded as "the power of 0bama" or some other such sickening platitude about our Dear Leader and his dancing unicorns;

or

B) If the Republicans win 50.01% or more of the races, it's going to be either 1) racism or 2) a mis-informed electorate's punishing of 0bama for not being able to clean up the messes left by the Bush administration fast enough.


Let's see just how close I am, shall we?

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UPDATE: Well, it certainly seems that "B" was the way to go. How did the media react? Pretty predictably:

Analysis: Elections not a referendum on Obama

I'm certain that if the Democrats had won in VA and NJ that would still have been the headline, right?

Right?

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

NO [BLEEPING] WAY

Republican Christie captures NJ governor's seat

TRENTON, N.J. — Chris Christie, an aggressive former prosecutor who racked up a perfect conviction rate in public corruption cases and became the darling of New Jersey's Republican Party establishment, has unseated the deep-pocketed but unpopular Gov. Jon Corzine.

...

With 75 percent of precincts reporting, Christie had 50 percent of the vote compared to 44 percent for Corzine. Independent candidate Chris Daggett, who at one point had been feared as a potential spoiler, had about 5 percent.

Holy crap. I wouldn't have bet on Christie for 100:1 odds. This is a most interesting turn of events, especially with VA already being called for McConnell.

Oh, and a note to the GOP:

Rep. Joe Wilson of South Carolina, who was sharply criticized when he yelled, "You lie," during Obama's health care speech to a joint session of Congress, stumped for Christie in the campaign's final weekend.

Take heed. Ignore the Tea Party attendees at your own peril.

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Sometimes, Words Fail Me...

Beverly man pleads guilty to molesting child
SALEM — A Beverly man has been sentenced to up to 3½ years in prison after pleading guilty to sexually assaulting a Peabody boy numerous times when he was between the ages of 6 and 8.

Prosecutors called the actions of 31-year-old Shawn Finnegan "despicable, horrific and unimaginable" in Salem Superior Court on Monday.
Got that? "Up to" 3½ years. This man destroyed a child's life and will most likely not even serve two years in prison for it. This is how the state of Massachusetts handles dangerous criminals - slap 'em on the wrist, wag your finger, and let 'em out the revolving door. Here's the kicker. If I were to pick up a 12 round magazine manufactured in 1995 at a gun show, I would serve a five year prison term. Think about that for a second.

Here's how MA views crimes:
  • Own a "banned" high capacity magazine: Five years in jail.
  • Molest a young child: Three and a half years in jail.
Is this not the most fucked-up thing you have ever heard?

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Tip 'o' the keyboard to Derek at Northeastshooters for this thread which raised my blood pressure brought this to my attention...

The Wahmbulance Trifecta...

Wilkerson attorney calls for case dismissal
Citing “inflammatory’’ media coverage of her arrest on corruption charges, “outrageous’’ behavior of federal prosecutors, and potential under-representation of minorities on a jury, the attorney for former state senator Dianne Wilkerson called yesterday for either a dismissal of charges or a change of venue for her impending trial.

In a motion and 10-page accompanying memorandum filed in the US District Court of Massachusetts, attorney Max Stern castigated the US attorney’s office and reporters and charged them with branding Wilkerson, a Roxbury Democrat, as guilty before a grand jury had indicted her on Nov. 18, 2008, on bribery charges in connection with the use of her office.

Hmmm. They caught her on tape stuffing bribe money into her bra. That's the "inflammatory" media coverage - they actually dared to cover this story. The "outrageous" behavior of prosecutors one can only assume points to the releasing of the pictures of her stuffing the bribe into her bra. This step was necessary to get her corrupt derriere out of office. And, lastly, as predictable as the sun rise, she plays the race card.

As Bruce would say, this is my shocked face.

Sorry, Diane, you're going down. Even in Boston, as corrupt as she is, physically stuffing a bribe into your shirt on camera isn't something you can make go away by throwing down the victim card. Especially someone with a long and distinguished criminal record here - this isn't the first time that Wilkerson has run afoul of the law, having campaign finance violations, tax problems (think she'd be up for a gig with 0bama?), and parole violations. This is not the choirgirl on which to pin one's defensive hopes on a "ZOMG BOSTON IS TEH RACIST" mantra...

Heck, even Jesse Jackson won't touch this one; that should tell you how bad her case is...

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Eeeevil!

Good morning. Please meet the bane of my existence:

JaysBane

Oh cruel fate, why do you mock me?!?!?!

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Handy, Man...

So, over the weekend I fixed something. For me, this is pretty big. I've described myself as "mechanically declined" in the past, a humorous, self-deprecating term that exaggerates my discomfort with all things mechanical. I've long had a love/hate relationship with DIY projects, being capable of performing simple acts of home and/or vehicular improvement but preferring to leave the more arduous tasks to the professionals.

A lot of it boils down simply to time - I don't change my own oil because I would rather bring my truck to the dealership and have them take care of it for $35 than crawl around underneath the truck for an hour, plus the hour spent going to the store to buy the oil and returning the used oil when the oil change is complete. For the $20 I'll save three or four times a year, it's just not worth taking an extra 3 hours out of my busy weekend.

Anyways, I had a first this past weekend. I hadn't ridden my Harley in several weeks (I think it might have been over a month, actually) and went out to the garage to start it up. Given that it hadn't been started in a while, plus the weather's getting cold, plus the battery is over six years old, I was a little apprehensive when hitting the starter. Sure enough, it coughed, turned over once, then started clicking - not enough juice to start the engine.

I got off the bike, angry at myself for letting it go so long between running it that the battery died. My mind started thinking of options: Call up a buddy with a trailer and trailer it up to the dealership (I store at the dealership basically to have room in the garage for the truck); call the dealership and see if they can come get it; or see if I can charge the battery. Well, one thing I do have is a trickle-charger; it was one of the smart motorcycle-related purchases I've made over the years.

Pop the seat off the bike, hook the charger up to the battery, and wait a couple hours - I figured that the worst thing that could happen would be that the charger didn't work and fried the (already dead) battery. Well, before I knew it, the charger was reading full and I decided to give it a try. Took the charger off, put the seat on, pulled out the choke, and hit the starter. Sure enough, it roared to life on the second push of the button.

It doesn't sound like much - heck, I know it really isn't much at all in the grand scheme of things - but it was simply amazing to take something that had formerly not been working and make it work again. I got a tiny little glimpse into the world of folks like og or doubletrouble, who can take individual engine molecules, clean 'em up good as new, and assemble a completely functional engine while blindfolded and with one arm tied behind their backs.

I. Fixed. Something.

I mean, I've replaced batteries in cars before; I used to install car stereos back in the day. Despite my joking manner, I am pretty competent with a wrench or hammer (if needed); my limiting factor, really, is my complete and utter lack of patience when things don't go exactly right - and they very rarely go exactly right. I know my limitations, and one of them happens to be that I need to be ready, willing, and able to walk away (and quickly) if things don't go as planned. But this time, everything did go as planned.

The Harley's running fine; I took it out for about an hour and let it run for a while. TheBoy came with me on the ride - he was disappointed when the Harley wouldn't start, and when he heard it fire up he came running into the garage. "Daddy, does this mean we can go for our ride?" he asked, eyes brimming with excitement. I had the enviable task of telling him yes, that Daddy fixed the Harley and it was all set.

That's a good feeling, indeed...

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