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We Need to Learn to Live With Guns By Andrew Exum

A passive Congress and hostile judiciary leave Americans with little choice but to change the culture of firearms.

A photograph taken inside a gun shop, in which columns of rifles hang on white pegboard walls. An American flag is visible through an open doorawy.
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The most important thing you need to know about yesterday’s tragic school shooting in Texas is that absolutely no laws are going to change as a result of it.

In the 14 years since the Supreme Court found an individual right to bear arms under the Second Amendment in the landmark case of D.C. v. Heller, the federal judiciary has only grown more conservative. The courts will likely bar any meaningful restrictions on the possession of firearms for at least another generation.

Your fellow Americans, meanwhile, who collectively bought 40 million firearms in 2020 and 2021, have grown even less enamored with the various gun-control measures typically floated by politicians after such tragedies. In Texas, the same Republican lawmakers cruising to reelection this fall made relaxing the state’s already permissive gun laws a priority in the last legislative session.

And the simple commercial problem facing firearms manufacturers has not changed: They make highly durable goods. Firearms can be passed down through generations. To meet growth targets, then, firearms manufacturers must figure out ways to scare or otherwise motivate people who already own firearms to buy more firearms.

For decades, these firearms manufacturers have—in both subtle and not-so-subtle ways—convinced white people that they need to buy arsenals to protect themselves from people of color. More recently, thanks in part to various shootings perpetrated by those heavily armed white people, people of color have responded by arming themselves in greater numbers, which must delight the firearms manufacturers.

So we should all stop saying that something is going to change. Nothing is going to change. Democratic lawmakers—for whom overpromising and underdelivering is an incurable habit—propose measures after these shootings that they know will never pass through a highly divided Congress, or be sustained by federal judges hand-selected to stymie progressive legislation for the next three or four decades.

We all need to adjust to the idea that unfathomable levels of gun violence, including school shootings, are going to get worse, not better, in the decades to come. In the past month alone, my two sons had a baseball game canceled because of a shooting at the park where they were meant to play and, two weeks later, soccer practice cut short because a nearby gunman had opened fire on a school down the road. In that latter incident, no innocent lives were lost thanks only to the gunman’s inability to effectively use any of the three assault rifles—I’m sorry, “modern sporting rifles”—he had stockpiled in his apartment overlooking the school.

This is America, folks. This is who we are.

So what should we do?

First, we need to make firearms education a national priority. Once upon a time, when I was a young boy, a friendly organization called the National Rifle Association did great work teaching Americans about the safe use of firearms in hunting and other shooting sports. It still does some of that, but it’s a smaller and smaller portion of what that now extremely troubled organization is about.

The government, then, should step up. If we’re going to allow everyone in America to own as many firearms as they want, our children need to understand what to do if they see a firearm, which they inevitably will. Don’t touch it. Go find an adult. Older children, meanwhile, should also understand how to unload a firearm and render it safe. Families might not have any interest in firearms, but firearms are going to be ever-present in the lives of their children.

The Pittman-Robertson Act of 1937 funds various conservation and wildlife-habitat-restoration initiatives through taxes on firearms and ammunition. We should raise those taxes and use the additional funds to help state wildlife and natural-resources departments teach firearm and hunter safety in our schools. I knew how to safely operate a rifle by the age of 10, and I don’t think it’s ever too early to teach young children the golden rules of firearm safety:

Treat every firearm as if it is loaded.

Never point the muzzle at anything you are not willing to destroy.

Keep your finger off the trigger until you are ready to fire.

Always be sure of your target and what’s beyond.

I still hunt and shoot sporting clays on a regular basis, and whenever I return from the range or from hunting, I clean my shotguns on newspapers spread out over the dining-room table. I use the opportunity to reinforce the rules for the proper handling of firearms to my three young children. I want my children to treat firearms as objects of respect, not of lust. I do not want them to fetishize these tools.

Because the second and much harder thing we need to do is to shift the gun culture in America. I have written before about how the gun culture I have observed develop since the September 11 attacks—the emphasis on tactical weaponry, the marketing of ceramic plate carriers and Kevlar helmets to civilians—is so very different than the gun culture I grew up with in East Tennessee in the 1980s, when the seemingly ever-present firearms were mostly shotguns for hunting and bolt-action rifles.

I bought a used rifle not too long ago, and the federal firearms license-holder to whom I had to temporarily transfer the rifle—I now live in the District of Columbia, where all firearms must first be registered with the police—told me her other customers were fascinated by it. Indeed, on a rack mostly filled with semiautomatic 9-mm pistols people were waiting to pick up, my rifle stood out: a single-shot, break-action rifle chambered for big game. About as far away, in other words, from a Glock or AR-15 as you can get.

My wife, who grew up in the suburbs of New York without any firearms in her home, tells me that I am fighting a losing battle. She tells me it’s impossible to recapture a more responsible approach to firearms.

But we have to try. Because the firearms are just not going away. The shootings are not going to stop. Our children are going to be exposed to a level of everyday gun violence that children in literally no other developed nation experience.

I wish it were not this way. But this is the country we’ve chosen for ourselves, and it is not changing anytime soon.

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WOMEN MAKE MEN STUPID WRITTEN BY WILL DABBS, MD

This is a typical whitetail buck. You can see how
he is clearly trying to look cool for the ladies.

 

We live way out in the middle of no place. The fact that I sort of shoot guns for a living makes that pertinent. One of the fringe benefits is copious wildlife.

Some of that is not so cool. I wage an ongoing war of extermination against the water moccasins that breed like venomous scaly bunnies in the lake that passes for our backyard. I’m barely holding my own on that front. The deer, however, are kind of neat.

My wife hates them because they eat her flowers. I think of our local deer herd as handy shelf-stable protein should Putin follow through on his oft-repeated threat to nuke the planet. For now, however, they’re a bit like pets.

I can identify many of the locals. One doe is missing half of her left ear, no doubt secondary to some unfortunate encounter with a dog in her wayward youth. She birthed twins last year, both of which are little button bucks today. The females tend to be homebodies, while the bucks always wander.

One afternoon I glanced out my bathroom window to see an enormous 10-point who was obviously enraptured with a small, young doe. She was, for her part, having none of it. He chased her around like an idiot trying to look cool while she trotted hither and yon in search of a safe space. I called my wife’s attention to the apparent age discrepancy, and she declared that he was “The Harvey Weinstein of deer.”

Anyway, the point is that women reliably disengage a man’s higher-order brain functions. Anyone who feels otherwise has clearly never met an actual human. Guys who might be respected political leaders or captains of industry can be rendered intellectually incompetent by a strategic glance from an attractive woman. It’s really a bit like a superpower.

This is a typical whitetail doe. She clearly wants nothing to do with guys.

It’s Timeless, It’s Irresistible, and It’s Everywhere…

 

I sat huddled comfortably at the base of a big elm tree alongside my dad. I was tucked down behind the portable blind my mom had sewed for us out of sharpened dowels and camouflage cloth. My skinny teenaged mitts gripped my Browning Auto-5 12-gauge in a death rictus while my trigger finger hovered over the safety. Above 60 yards distant, a big turkey gobbler slowly ambled our way.

My dad is a master at this. He had been tormenting this poor guy for half an hour, yelping a few hen calls while interspersing the occasional gobble. In his capable hands, a Lynch’s box call conjured a sort of irresistible jealousy in the randy bird. This gobbler heard girls whooping it up with some other guy, and he was on the prowl for a hot date.

Dad waited until the moment was perfect and popped out a quick yelp. This was more than the big guy could stand. He broke into a trot headed our way with love on his mind. Dad tapped me on the thigh. It was time.

I let the beast get within about 25 yards before I pivoted up onto my knees and raised the 32-inch barrel of my shotgun above the edge of the blind. For a pregnant moment, our eyes met. Up close, wild turkeys are incredibly ugly. The look on his face said, “Oh, crap.” The look on mine said, “You’re dinner.”

And indeed, he was. I don’t recall if this particular bird was served on Thanksgiving, Easter or Christmas. However, after my mom had her way with him in the kitchen, he was some epically good eating. It was always a bit of a competition among us three brothers to see who would be the first to find a piece of lead shot in our meal. All three of us turned out pretty well. Imagine what we might have accomplished had it not been for all that childhood lead exposure.

Wild turkeys are just crazy ugly. However, you haven’t lived
until you have had one properly prepared for holiday dinner.

Stupid on a Whole New Level

We’ve not even begun to discuss the simply breathtaking antics of the human male. These same primal drives that bought my turkey buddy a face full of #4 shot have caused men to break bones, abdicate thrones, and, in extreme cases, suffer violent, gory death. John Hinkley shot President Reagan in a doomed effort to impress Jodie Foster, an actress he had never met.

The real shame of it is, as near as I can tell, women really don’t care. Like that harried doe outside my bathroom window, for the most part, they just cannot be bothered with our foolishness. I have chased my wife for 40 years, and I still don’t have a clue. Perhaps someday I’ll figure out how to impress girls, or like all those other guys, I’ll just die trying …

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OH, NOW WAITAMINUTE! BY DAVE WORKMAN

SUDDENLY, HUNTER BIDEN’S GUN CASE DEFENSE GOES CONSTITUTIONAL

Dave was sitting in camp listening to the news one evening last month
when a report about Hunter Biden’s defense strategy against a gun
law violation almost ruined the sunset.

If the past three years have taught us anything, it’s that the guy in the White House has some pretty radical views on the Second Amendment. So when his son’s attorney declared (with a straight face!) that his client will probably beat the gun charges against him because they are “likely unconstitutional,” it might be time to check if you’ve arrived in the alternate universe of hypocrisy.

I was sitting in a makeshift, solitary camp on the evening before the fall grouse opener (more about that in a minute), enjoying the sunset and listening to a news report when the announcer revealed how attorney Abbe Lowell had offered this defense for Hunter’s felony gun charges: He expects the charges to be dropped before trial because the statute may not pass the constitutional smell test, based on an appeals court ruling this past summer relating to guns and drug use. Sure, his client asserted on the federal Form 4473 that he was not a habitual drug user when he bought a Colt revolver in .38 Special. That’s a fib, and it’s a felony.

Therein lies a dilemma for gun rights activists. They dislike the law, but it’s evident they dislike the Biden family and how Hunter has been getting extraordinary treatment during his legal dramatics even more. Apparently, some folks don’t think gun ownership should be restricted based on drug use, but the Citizens Committee for the Right to Keep and Bear Arms took an interesting perspective on the whole affair, and it makes sense.

In a news release, CCRKBA Chairman Alan Gottlieb observed, “This is really the only thing that counts; whether Hunter Biden was heavily using drugs at the time of the gun purchase is not the issue, and we can’t lose perspective on this. The president’s son may have other demons with which to deal, but this case is about providing false information on a gun purchase form, which is a federal crime, and which is made explicitly clear on the Form 4473.”

However, there is no small irony — actually, it’s bizarre — in the fact that the son of Joe “I wanna ban assault weapons and 9mm pistols” Biden will apparently fight his federal charge on constitutional grounds; you know, the same Second Amendment his dad has been trying to erode since arriving on Capitol Hill about 50 years ago.

A long-gone Seattle radio announcer had a term for this some 40 years ago: “Weirder than skaditch!” I’m not sure what “skaditch” was, but it had to be something way out in the weeds.

Pants On Fire!

Having made a career out of reporting on gun politics, the Biden case would make a great script for a movie spoof. Joe got poked pretty hard recently by Gottlieb and the CCRKBA when his son’s indictment on the gun charge was revealed.

“Joe Biden has been lying about guns for years,” Gottlieb said. “We can’t list all of Joe Biden’s canards about guns, but the few real whoppers include his claim that the Second Amendment prohibited people from owning cannons, for which even the Washington Post Fact Checker called him out.”

Then there was that prevarication about the effect of a 9mm bullet on the human body, reported by Newsweek in May 2022. The story explained Biden’s claim he had chatted with a trauma surgeon about gunshot wounds, asserting this unidentified doctor told him, ‘A .22-caliber bullet will lodge in the lung, and we can probably get it out, may be able to get it, and save the life. A 9mm bullet blows the lung out of the body.’”

“Let’s face it,” Gottlieb said at the time, “Joe Biden has lied about guns for his entire adult life, and now, according to the federal indictment, his son allegedly has the same problem. This time, it has led to a criminal charge, and we’ll just have to see how this shakes out in court.”

Something Remarkable

In the middle of this sitcom, New Mexico Gov. Michelle Lujan Grisham announced her ban on open and concealed carry — essentially suspending the Second Amendment in the process — in Albuquerque and surrounding Bernalillo County.

Federal lawsuits sprang up like weeds, and within days, she backed away from the order, limiting her restrictions to public parks and places where children might gather. It was still unconstitutional, according to critics.

Angry gun owners gathered to protest in Albuquerque, and something remarkable happened. Actually, something didn’t happen. CCRKBA’s Gottlieb noted these armed protesters didn’t burn anything, there were no vandalism reports, nobody’s traffic was blocked, and nobody was arrested.

“What a stark contrast to the violent ANTIFA demonstrations and urban rioting we have seen in recent years,” he said. “Instead of setting fires, these gun owners set an example … The country has now witnessed an example of just how far anti-gun extremists are willing to go in an effort to push their agenda. This should alarm every American citizen, and not just the law-abiding gun owners in Albuquerque who peacefully exercised their First Amendment right to defend their Second Amendment right to keep and bear arms, showing the nation in the process they’re the good guys.”

Thirty minutes into this year’s Washington grouse season, Dave
followed through on a self-imposed challenge to start the hunt
with a handgun. That’s a fat fool hen and a deadly accurate Ruger MKIV pistol.

Meanwhile, In the Woods

All of this did not distract me from fulfilling a mission reported in this column some weeks ago regarding hunting grouse on the opener with a .22-caliber pistol.

For this exercise, I grabbed my Ruger MKIV as I headed out the door to drive the 70 miles to my “secret spot,” camp overnight and attack those rogue fool hens as soon as the sun was up. But, I had an edge, thanks in part to my colleague Jeff “Tank” Hoover and his former editorship Roy Huntington. Call it the “magic bullet.”

A couple of months ago, Tank wrote about a little gadget Roy cooked up, which enables guys like me to file off the front end of a .22 Long Rifle RNL bullet so it is flat. Tank and Roy both said such projectiles hit harder and knock ‘em down for the count. Naturally, I had to see this for myself, and Roy obligingly made one of these little units for me, even inscribing my initials.

Roy Huntington’s .22-caliber bullet die did the trick for Dave’s opening morning fowl buster.)

One inserts the cartridge, the bullet nose extends out the other side of this die, and you give it a few strokes with a file.

Recall how I reported I had “talked myself into” this, and 30 minutes into the 2023 grouse season, after pressing the trigger once with decisive results, I talked myself right back out of the idea, mission accomplished. That hooter hit the ground deader than the bacon I’d eaten for breakfast. I texted Roy a message with an image of the pistol and my bird, telling him, “It works!”

This happened when I came across about eight birds just off an old logging road. A few of them flushed in several directions, but I heard one hooting at me from a tree, about 15 feet up and maybe 25-30 feet away. Turning my head slightly, I saw the bird staring at me — they don’t call them “fool hens” for nothing — and in one slow, smooth motion, I raised my pistol, flipping off the safety and cut loose, taking him just under the neck.

For the rest of the season, I’m sticking with the shotgun. Maybe. Well, probably not.

We’ve Got Mail

Responding to my column on carrying a sidearm in predator country came this note from a reader from Idaho:

Re: some of your recent stuff online…

“Cougar attacks are rare.” But not nonexistent.

A good reminder, as spouse and I just took a two-lane drive through backcountry Washington from Boise to Pacific Beach. I’m a small-stature guy who has had a CCW since 1976 (Maine, then Idaho), was a reserve patrol officer for 9 years, and whose full-time career locale was a non-permissive environment with NO security provided. I carry a 1 5/8” North American 5-shot .22 Mag, but in the woods, I bring bigger and did so on our trip. Although I now reload, I carried HSM .357mag 180-grain Bear Load in my Blackhawk on this trip.

I’ve never seen a mountain lion, though 7 years ago, my wife saw one in the field opposite the patio of our condo. And then yesterday we had this visitor, who I saw at 7pm when I went out to call our two house cats home. I’d guess she was twice the size of our 14 lb. male cat. We watched her stalk and catch a mouse, then leave.

Ok now, grouse hunting with a .22. I think the complainers are of the “I’m not skilled enough to do that so it shouldn’t be allowed” type of person.

Sadly, they may make the rules …
You and Dr. (Will) Dabbs are my two must-reads in GUNS. Keep up the good work.

Steve Palley RN Emeritus
Boise, ID

Dave replies: Great to hear from you, Steve, and I admire your ammunition choice for that Ruger Blackhawk. I’ve got a North American 5-shooter in .22 Magnum as well. I’ll be writing about it shortly, so keep your eyes peeled. Thanks for the interesting photo, and for reading Insider Online!