Dear Sweet Jesus We Are All Doomed.

Apparently, some really (otherwise-)smart people have NEVER seen any of Gov. Schwarzenegger’s Terminator series, or much Sci-fi at all for that matter. They are building a robot that weighs what a big man does, that can go over apparently any terrain, and carry what five men could. Autonomously. And it can right itself if you try to kick it over. Watch this. Turn the sound low because it sounds like a weedeater when it’s on gas power.

Okay, that is seriously cool, as well as creepy, and it does (as Drawing Toward Armageddon points out) tend to evoke sympathy when it struggles, but…

Big Dog only needs a gun, and a connection to SkyNet, and we’re done. Come on people, if you need to carry more stuff in, get more people. It’ll all end in tears, this way.

Well now, wait a minute, right? It is, after all, only a machine, right?

After all, It’s not like a robot will just go off on its own and start killing people, right? I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?

Ask yourself: wouldn’t it be helpful? I mean, you wouldn’t have to use people to police the streets OR the floors!

Hold on there.

It’s all fun & games, until we lose control of the system.

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Well, We Couldn’t Have Guessed THAT Would Happen,

or, If You Will Not Defend Yourself, No-One Will.

Gunshots bring abrupt end to frantic 911 call (from CNN)

So a woman hears someone breaking into her house and does what the Leftists want us to do: call the police and hunker down.

So, guess how that worked out for her?

Hafta ask her husband because the 911 dispatcher heard the woman murdered.

Well maybe she’d been alright if she called the police ahead of time to warn them. Well that didn’t work out so well either, did it?

If you think you or your aging parents should get a monitored alarm system for security, I have a better suggestion.

These people were sure it wouldn’t happen to them. Just like you are. Note please that the leftists consider it newsworthy that the evil are ‘depressed’. Really? Depressed how, depressed like your whole family got killed depressed? No? SIDDOWN!

Since self-defense is a human right, and since the police have NO RESPONSIBILITY to protect you, don’t you think you should at least consider getting a useful tool to protect you from those who only want to see you dead?

If you think you can reason with someone who has no compunction about breaking into your home, possibly bent on pillage, rape, AND murder, I have a message for you, and please do take it to heart:

Okay, If You Just Want To Feeeeeeel Safer . . .

My mother in-law is in town to help with the housework while my wife tends to our newborn son. The first few days she either didn’t say anything, or, more likely, didn’t notice, that I was wearing a full-size pistol on my hip around the house. About the 4th day, she did say something and the next day I heard from my wife that I was “obsessed” about guns. It makes her mother uncoooomfortable to see me armed in my own home. And something less polite than a request to make the icky thing go away. So I put the holster up higher under my shirt (belt vs. pocket mounting) for the rest of the night and took to wearing the pocket pistol in a pocket instead, and her mother can continue being blissfully ignorant of the additional safety she enjoys under the watch of an armed host. I asked my wife and she said it were likely that her mother would be fine with me open-carrying if I were a policeman returned home from a day on patrol. Well, it’s certain that I’ve more firearms training and practice, and am a much better shot than your average policeman but that’s not an argument that would make headway with the mother in-law.

She’s not much for the English, otherwise I’d ‘splain it to her. As it is, I am just going to have to get an MTAC and keep the full power pistol under wraps, so to speak.

As for the obsession I never knew I had, I think part of it is that, when I am doing math homework online, I sometimes have to take a break before my head asplode. Since I’m doing homework when everybody else is in bed, as often as not that break will involve (instead of playing with kids or something) checking the gunbloggers or reading about what’s new in the world of arms and armament. This is sometimes noticed. Also, since I want always to be armed (remember the great objective?), I think that’s another sign.

No mention will be going the other way about how I am also obsessed with wearing a seat belt and locking the doors and drinking water, nor of how the womenfolks are obsessed about having the TV set turned on.

Fortunately, the MTAC should be an easy sell with She Who Keeps The Books, and her mother is only staying for a couple weeks, total.

And That Would Be The Wrong Answer Also

or, Why I Was Screaming Cussing In My Car On The Way To Work.

from the Turkish Press:

So the Navy has a cargo vessel under contract with an armed Naval patrol onboard. In the Suez Canal. Several small craft approach and all but one turn away at the urging of verbal commands, warning flares, and warning shots fired. And one continues. The sailors (USN sailors) open fire on the vessel. An Egyptian Citizen is KIA.

And the Bushies expressed regret over the shooting.

And I said to my radio, in rather emphatic tones, that this was not the proper response. That, in fact what Bush should have said is:

“If you keep coming on our at our ship during a shooting war (warship or no) and there have been recent acts of piracy in that part of the world, and we told you go away, shot warning flares and warning BULLETS at you, and you see a bunch of guys coming out on decks with EBRs and MGs . . . if under those conditions you continue to approach,

THAT’S WHAT YOU ******* GET YOU *******!!”

I guess we are playing both sides of the fence here, though. To the arab mind, what matters is action. You approach our boat and ignore warnings, that’s a shootin’. To the squishy american leftist mind, intent matters. We regret having to waste bullets on you terrorists this shooting and our condolences to the family. “oh, that’s okaaay, they didn’t meeeean to kiiiil anybodyyy”

That is all.

Global Warming Is Real

or,

So, You Still Believe In The Tooth Fairy (And Anthropogenic Global Warming)?

For those who are not following this matter closely, please take a moment to catch up on what the ARGO project is all about, here (UCSD) and here (UW).

Okay, everybody up to speed? Great.

Now, check out what ARGO has to tell us about the rapid warming of the global ocean waters:


Image taken from
the National Oceanographic Partnership Program website

okay, so what?

So, here is hard evidence of a short-term oceanic global cooling trend and you never heard about it until just now.

If there had been hard evidence from such a reliable source as ARGO that the oceans were heating, Al Gore would be all over his Internets crowing about it and you would see it all over the nightly news. Above the fold on the New York Times. Global warming theories contraindicated? Well, maybe we’ll just spike that one.

This of course leaves it to the pundits to tell each other what it means, and to suffer ad hominem attacks by way of response in various internet arguments.

Are you ready to panic about anthropogenic globalwarming yet?

Maybe you should wait until you hear that NASA had a little oopsy and revised global temperatures downward recently, doing rather a lot of damage to folks who rely on the hocky stick graph.

(by the way, they should be relying on it less, since the guy who made it used a program that guaranteed he’d get one no matter what)
(Which was easier when he didn’t include data that prevented any hockey-stick action)

You like all those fancy graphs? Go here for a primer
And your head could explode when you see all these fancy proxy graphs

BUT BUT the scientists say that the earth will heat! The computer models says so!

Hold on there.

The models are not exactly the be-all-end-all of reliability.

Folks, Global warming is REAL. We can’t go from an ice age and glaciers all over the place to having farms where the glaciers were, without global warming.

I won’t mention that the Flood probably did a lot of the work attributed to glaciers, if you don’t say the warming since the planet was icy, was all caused by man

The sun, it heats us.

Duh?

Let Me Introduce You To My Little Friend

This is the first of hopefully many gun and gunsmithing related entries on this site.

The issue under consideration is the sight picture on my daily pocket carry pistol, a Kel-Tek P-3AT. This weapon is a wonder of technology, weighing, loaded, what a loaded magazine for my Glock might weigh. It fits in the inside pocket of my light wool suit coat and doesn’t pull the coat down. It is also less than an inch thick, so it doesn’t print through the fine material. I slip it into a blue jeans pocket and it prints as “something in a guy’s pocket with stuff in all his other pockets” and you’d be hard-pressed to tell I’m packing a half-dozen marginally effective hollowpoint solutions to the most severe of interpersonal problems.

The front and rear sights on a P-3AT are intentionally shallow, not extending even as far down as the top of the slide, to prevent snagging during a draw. The problem: they also prevent acquiring a sight picture for aimed fire. There is a slight dovetail to the rear sight as it came from the factory, but it isn’t much help if you are focusing on the front sight (which bears a matching slight dovetailed profile). In addition to being small, the sights are blued just like the rest of the slide. The effect when aiming a stock P-3AT is making sure the top of the slide is round all the way across. The front blade is wide enough to fill the rear slot, and this makes it that much more difficult to aim, without much of a gap on either side when completing the sight picture.

A longish time ago, someone gave me a Bryco/Jennings Model 59 9mm that he didn’t trust. It had the typical 20-50% failure rate and an horrible trigger and bad ergonomics. I said I’d improve it or cut it in half and recycle the steel. Several hours of metalwork and polishing later, it had a failure rate of 2% last time I took it out. One FTF due to an ammunition problem and one FTE due to the weapon. That’s ok for a plinking gun anyhow. Then, of course, the cast “metal” firing pin broke. And the steel replacement from Numrich was enough out of tolerance to kill the firing pin spring. So that’s sitting until I can get a proper pin turned out.

Anyhow, one of the improvements on the Bryco was that I painted the sights. The front is orange and the rear is light green. I had heard that this was a dramatic improvement for any handgun. I figured, it wouldn’t cost me anything if I didn’t like the result. The result was amazing and is on its way to being applied to all of my handguns’ sights. The orange/green contrast is miles better than the black/black shape-only contrast during shooting if there is enough ambient light to show the colors of the sights. If you haven’t tried it, you should.

Back to the P-3AT. I got this from a brother at my church who literally couldn’t keep it on paper at 7 yards, nevermind on target, due to his inability to see the sights. I had it grouping about 3″ at 5yds and told him I’d take it. MadOgre, Uncle and others have mentioned that this is NOT a pleasant gun to shoot, but that is not the point.

For ergonomics, I found it important enough enough to actually do the work to remove some of the flash at the joints on the plastic frame. I also knocked down the excessively sharp checkering on the grip after it took a chunk out of my hand with the sharp points on the checkering during shooting. The ergonomics thus slightly improved, I set out to improve the sights as much as possible without spending any hard-earned cash.

So, I ended up shaving the side flanges of the front sight straight down to the frame so the sight is sticking up all by itself, then applied a bit of orange to the sight to add contrast and a bit of blacking (M-NU for Marines’ boot lace eyes) to the raw metal by the sights where the metal was removed. On the rear sight, I dug the channel down that last millimeter or so to the top of the slide and blacked the bare metal. I also added the green paint to complete the contrasting sight picture.

It went from “is this on target?” to HEY there’s the FRONT SIGHT and it’s bracketed in the REAR SIGHT! I have yet to take it out shooting after this work was done, but Draw-and-aim drills are much improved.


(click for larger photo)

Tools used were a pair of small files and a dremel. Highly recommended optional equipment is a roll of masking tape for the slide and the teeth of the file you are not currently using. When using the edge of the file, tape the flats, and tape the edges when using the flats, to preserve the metal you want to leave. If you are going to undertake to do this yourself, beware to put some masking tape on top of the slide also, to prevent the fine scratches mine now has, imparted by the file’s tip before I taped the slide. The tape on the slide also serves as a guide to tell you when you are getting close to the slide. The tape starts to be abraded away as the file gets closer to the base of the sight. As the image of the bare front sight shows, be gentle and go easy if you decide to use a dremel to remove large amounts of metal. Oops. I also rounded the nose ever so little, removing what little sharpness that corner had.

Nice.

If you are willing to risk your weapon, do it yourself or have somebody hand do it for you; it will be worth it. If you’re in central Texas, drop me a line if you want somebody to do it for you who already has. 😉

So, You Say Oil Comes From Dinosaurs?

. . . and that we are running out of it?

From WorldNetDaily, In 5 minutes I find more evidence that not only does oil NOT come from dead stuff, we have more of it than we will ever need.

After recent oil strikes that double our US territory proven reserves

we find it is not required and shouldn’t be hard to replicate similar finds of large quantities of oil!

Soon to be released for anyone to do it: bacteria modified from the cow-fart-methane producing kind turn waste biomass into fuels. To be producing gasoline and diesel in the US in a couple of years if possible.

A new discovery about the Lost City vents under the ocean is increasing evidence for the abiotic origin of “fossil fuels”

More on abiotic hydrocarbon fuels

But somehow, you are unconvinced. Okay, we’ll still welcome you to the SUV party when you join it.

Now here is the religious aside that makes you think I am a kook:

This is further proof of creationism from the Biblical and Young Earth perspectives. IF the dinosaurs didn’t live gozillions of years ago, then there is no way for the oil to take gozillions of years to form.

I suppose you also didn’t know that the oil is sometimes found under high pressure (think: Spindletop) that would normally have crumbled the surrounding rock and bled off, given millions of years. If it was only there for a (geologically) short period, then the rocks wouldn’t have cracked and let the pressure out.

Huh. How do you like that?

And That Was The WRONG Answer Also

So some lackey in the prison system made a mistake on the menu for some PRISONERS during a made-up holy month of a made-up religion. Stupid fools, they thought the peaceful members of the peaceful religion of peace could eat normal human food while in prison. Somehow it is worse that it happened during a month that is supposed to have something to do with fasting anyhow.

What, you didn’t hear? It was in the Daily Mail!

Alrighty, anyway, instead of saying “suck it” like some red-blooded Saxons would have done. Instead of saying “okay, tomorrow the menu won’t have ham old chap” like an Englishman would have done, and especially instead of saying “okay, I took the ham off the sandwich, now it’s good enough for YOU” like a red blooded American prison chef would have done,

UK has apologized. And having apologized, they are facing a multi-million dollar

HUMAN RIGHTS LAWSUIT

over a stupid frikken prison menu. But, as the song says, there’s no England anymore.

Next they will be saying that the taxpayer provided prison cable television system is violating their huuuuuman rights because they had to change the channel because the commercial showed a woman without a burka on. The hussy even showed her ANKLES for the black rock’s sake! She should be STONED!

Hey, right back at’cha pal.

How about, if you don’t like it, you lump it, or we’ll give you a lump on your head.

Coming soon to a United Kingdom near you: sh’aria!
Unless they manage to pull their heads out and see where they’re all headed.

“hey, where are we all going, and how did we get into this basket?”

Boo.

Everywhere I’ve lived, there is something that stinks about it.

In Houston, it’s like walking out the front door and into an oven set to self-clean, with a pan of water inside.

In El Paso, it’s like walking out the front door into an oven set to self-clean, but without the water this time. Plus in the winter sometimes the roads are shut because of snow.

In San Diego, the weather is perfect but the people make up for it. Also waking up with the whole house shaking is NOT cool.

In Washington State, the landscape is beautiful but the sun comes out for about 5 minutes a YEAR.

In Chicago, it alternates between the Houston and Washington extremes, with crime to boot.

In Austin, The landscape is right, the weather is right, and I feel like I have a butcher’s knife buried in my forehead.

If it’s not one thing, it’s another. I am pretty sure there is no place outside of Heaven where everything is perfect.

Till I get there, there’s Alavert, Sudafed, Dayhist, Benadryl, et cet era.

Being allergic to stuff in the air SUCKS!

Through the mouth though, until the medicine kicks in. Then it’s just through the wallet.

Congratulations to Us, Thanks to Jesus!

…and a hearty slap on the back to the lawyers and accounts payable department at the hospital.

Our third Bundle o’ Joy started giving momma a hard time during Wednesday night church services and by Thursday morning we had another son. They sent him off with us wrapped in a diaper, long-sleeved shirt, and (count ’em) two blankets to go to the mother/baby ward where our room was a good 80 degrees. Then he was feeding at momma’s breast for 40 minutes.

Dadgum if he didn’t go and get overheated.

100.9 rectally ain’t no joke in a newborn, but it was down over a half degree in less than half an hour. We didn’t think too much of it when they took t-bili and CBC samples. Our first son was a very much more yellow baby and the same hospital told us to leave him by sunny windows as they sent us home. And our kids, when they get hot, we undress them and cool the room and problem solved. Mind you, this was at 36 hours postpartum. We were literally about to go home in a few hours.

Fast forward a day and the baby is under blue lights and the CBC came back clean at 24 hours. Fast forward another day and the on-call pediatrician is saying she wants yet another overnight observation period. We point out the timing of the CBC draw and it gets revised to 7PM Sunday, instead of maybe 10AM Monday. Whoopsy, I got my math wrong she says. Yeah, easy for your wallet to say.

Anyhow, thanks to the grace of God and no real surprise to us, little M.K. is home and doing just fine, thank you.

I won’t go into how I missed a homework deadline and possibly a multi-thousand-dollar-profitable car sale because being in hospital is as close to off the grid as a person in a city can be.

Oh well.