Recent Photos

First up, a Chinook CH-47 that was directly overhead flying due east while I was outside the firehouse on Tuesday morning August 2nd. I heard the low thumpity-thump before he came over the trees to the west. I barely had time to get my cell phone up to get the photo before he went over the firehouse, although I could have run down the ramp to keep him in view.

Next up, my brand new 5.11 ATAC 3.0 boots for work. 5.11 went and changed model numbers since I last ordered, meaning I had to send back the ATAC 2.0 boots I got by mistake. The ATAC 2.0 no longer have the composite toe or sole penetration protection, they are more like station boots not emergency response boots. The ATAC 3.0 boots are a new and improved version and really comfy. Composite toe, sole protection, waterproof, side zipper for quick on/off, and the uppers are resistant to bloodborne pathogens. Of course, that is why they were like $40 cheaper which should have tipped me off to look closer. 5.11 paid for the return shipping, so props to them. I used to wear Haix Hero boots, but they are stupid expensive and need to be resoled every couple of years. I have one pair that I haven't worn since being resoled and I keep them clean and put away for wearing a duty uniform at a ceremony. The last pair of 5.11's lasted me three years of hard duty, and will still have some life left after I put in a new pair of Dr. Scholl's insole for work boots.

Third, a shot of the business end of the magazine for my 45 Shield and the Hornady Critical Defense 185gr .45 ACP rounds I carry. In a full size gun like my Glock 21 Gen 3, I have the heavier 230gr SIG V-Crown, but in a more compact gun I like the lighter bullet for more velocity and better expansion. The Shield mag is what is referred to as "stack and a half" which gives the 45 Shield a slim profile, the capacity of a full-size 1911,  without the bulk of a double-stack.

Finally, a photo of nothing but gratuitous "cuteness." A peacock chick with its Mommy at the petting zoo area on the grounds of the 6th generation Rich Family farm and their We-Li-Kit ice cream stand in Abington. Their farm made hard ice cream is the best in the area IMHO. It took several attempts to get a picture because of the fence and the chick hiding on the other side of the mother. Daddy (he was just out of frame on the left) was magnificent even though he wasn't displaying his plumage.

Unpleasant Task This Afternoon

I love my mini poodle boy, I truly do, but sometimes its hard because he has a killer instinct and has killed his share of squirrels, chipmunks, mice, snakes, and assorted amphibians. Basically if it moves and he sees it and it can't run or fly away, it dies. This afternoon he killed the second chicken in less than a month by reaching through the fence and grabbing them by the head or neck. He killed the first one outright, ripping her throat out. She staggered away from the fence, collapsed and died in seconds. Today he caught the unlucky girl by the comb on the top of her head, and tore off her face and upper beak. She was conscious and walking around, but there was no way she was going to survive such an injury, which meant I was going to have to do the humane thing.

I put the dog in the house, and went in the chicken yard to get her. She was not blinded and tried to stay away, but I cornered her between the fence and a tree. She settled in my arm and did not struggle at all. I went to the barn and got a small axe, and walked over to the log standing on its end I use for splitting firewood. I laid her on her side (she was still calm) and held her body securely. I told her it's OK, I was sorry, and it will be over soon. The deed was done quickly and I held onto her body until it went still. I put her remains in one of the empty feed bags I keep on hand for just such an event, rolled it up and placed it in the trash.

Since the dog killed the first chicken back in July I have been working on reinforcing the fence separating the dogs and the chickens. But with the blistering heat outside and the many hours a week I work, progress has been slow. I thought I was good with the progress I had made so far because except for the gate, the other section of fence has a large stump and rocks in front of it making hard for the dog to get to the fence, and therefore the chickens. Nope. I have a section of reinforcement cut and ready for the gate, and have placed some temporary barriers in front of the section requiring work.

I bought these 12 Rhode Island Red pullets back at the end of April and have 8 left. I am told 1 year old laying hens become available over at UConn in Storrs at the beginning of the fall semester when they restart their flock from chicks for the next school year. I'll grab a half dozen.

Time To Bring This Back

 *100 Heads Life Insurance

 

From the blog Sipsey Street Irregulars (no longer updated but still on-line to enjoy) written by the dearly departed "Dutchman" aka Mike Vanderboegh. This is a long post but worth the read, so RTWT. It was from the post Sandy Hook days when Kommiecticut state government went full Commie on gun control, and we residents were having no part of it. To this day, the Armed Civil Disobedience of non-compliance remains alive and well, with only a few prosecutions of idiots being stupid. Even the picking of "low hanging fruit" never materialized. As The Dutchman used to say, "The proto-tyrants who issued their diktats don’t know whether to defecate or go blind." They are not used to being stood up to and are still frightened into inaction because the consequences would be dire.

So what used to be just a Kommiecticut and NY state problem is now turning into a federal problem for everyone with a rogue ATF and Commie Administration. A nation of tens of millions of armed, committed, and defiant Patriots will keep the federales at bay the same way we have at the state level in Kommiecticut. These are the principles of the Armed Civil Disobedience:

DEFY - DENY - DECEIVE - EVADE - RESIST - SMUGGLE - DEFEND

Defend was the newest addition. Be committed to the fact that if the tyrants ever get froggy enough to try forced confiscation, you will meet force with force. I always thought that when the body count on both sides get intolerable, maybe this type of shit would stop.

 

*100 Heads Life Insurance - for every Patriot life snuffed out by an ATF confiscation goon, IRS agent, or any other armed alphabet agency bureaucrat, 100 fed-dot-gov heads will be taken in return. Two points of The III% Catechism were stated as "no first use of force" and "no targeting of innocents." I contend that the 100 count should be modified to include the family members of such goons, since they will have NO PROBLEM killing YOUR wives, children, other residing family members, and family dogs in the process of "just following orders" to violate your Constitutional Rights. There should NEVER be another Waco or Ruby Ridge allowed to happen unanswered. Timothy Mcveigh and Terry Nichols understood this, however I contend that their body count was too low.

I Crossed The Rubicon

This past Thursday night we met friends vacationing from London, England in Providence, RI for dinner. Providence is just another Demon-Crap controlled shithole big city urban jungle. Therefore, I made the conscious decision to carry a firearm, disregarding the fact that there is no reciprocity between Rhode Island and Kommiecticut. That decision for me was a big one, and was the first time I had purposely done it. I also carried my SureFire E2D Defender flashlight because I wasn't sure how well lit the streets would be, and my Benchmade Mel Pardue tactical folder as a backup. The firearm was my Ruger LCP .380 loaded with Hornady Critical Defense in a DeSantis pocket holster. I wanted to make sure it was an effective firearm that I could afford to lose.

The restaurant we went to was called Il Massimo Ristorante located at 134 Atwells Ave at the foot of Federal Hill. Not exactly the type of neighborhood I live in... more shall we say, culturally diverse, where the residents will be more than happy to introduce you to their culture if you know what I mean. Parking was a few blocks down Atwells Ave at The Hilton and as long as you don't park there overnight, its free. But that means walking back and forth alone on the mean streets. I dropped off my wife and father-in-law at the restaurant and went to park by myself. There were no incidents of cultural introduction walking to and from the restaurant, so absolutely no crimes were committed, were there?

Dinner was fantastic and it was so great to see them. The last time we saw them was exactly four years ago at their destination wedding in Barcelona, Spain. Their little boy is now 6 1/2 and quite the little chatterbox and fun to be around. Last time he was a shy 2 year old toddler. I had the seared scallops on a bed of saffron risotto and just one beer (Heineken) before the meal. It takes an hour to drive one-way to Providence, and I wanted to be sharp and situationally aware in case I needed to defend myself on the street.

I have always said, and practiced... do something against the diktats of the tyrants once, and doing it again and again becomes easy.

Back On-Line

The RAID* on Mar-A-Lago did not prove to be the potential catalyst for ACW2 that I thought it could be, prompting my going silent. It was targeted at one man, President Donald J. Trump who has the resources and balls to fight those mother fuckers. I do believe it was a test to see if those of us loyal to him would jump. We did not take the fed-dot-gov's "bait." That said, the COMMIES will double down on stupid as they always do. When they start executing these types of RAIDS* on normies that will have nothing to lose, it will be a much different story.

Therefore, all communications have returned to normal.

 

 

 

RAID* The feds are purposely trying to suppress use of that word in this instance. They call it something to do with serving a search warrant. FUCK `EM! Because like they say about black rifles being machine guns...

"If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it is surely a duck."