Communism possesses a language which every people can understand – its elements are hunger, envy, and death.
Yeah, it's a day late because this year Mass Murder Day fell on a Sunday.
But here's a blog post from last year's May Day:
In the 20th century the monstrous adherents to the political philosophy embraced by Mao, Lenin, Stalin and others around the globe managed to kill over 100 million people on Earth. Their cousins in other Socialist movements have been nearly as busy but Hitler only managed to exterminate about 10 million. Comparatively he was a piker.
They couldn't quite kill the dream of freedom and liberty but they sure made a mess of things trying.
Here is an attempt at a breakdown of the body count:
- 65 million in the People's Republic of China
- 20 million in the Soviet Union proper (including 3 million Ukranians in the Holodomor genocide)
- 2 million in Cambodia (about a third of the total population of that country)
- 2 million in North Korea
- 1.7 million in Africa
- 1.5 million in Afghanistan
- 1 million in the Communist states of Eastern Europe
- 1 million in Vietnam
- 150,000 in Latin America
- 10,000 deaths "resulting from actions of the international Communist movement and Communist parties not in power.
May 1st is the annual day of celebration by the willing co-conspirators of these atrocities.
When you see the Occupy crowd marching and screaming for power remember that this is where it has led every time they actually get into power.
When you hear Obama talking about spreading the wealth around remember that they first have to take it from someone and they've generally been okay with doing it over your dead body.
When you hear the ex-head of the EPA's South Central office, Al Armendariz, saying he wants to crucify people to make examples out of them he's not being figurative, he's just saying what statist thugs like him would really like to do. We know this because communists have done it before.
When Bill Ayers was asked in an interview what the Weathermen would do with those who resisted their movement he said that he "estimated that they would have to eliminate 25 million people in these re-education centers. And when I say eliminate, I mean kill. 25 million people."
Their path to power requires a pile of rotting corpses.
Always has. Always will.
Happy birthday, Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov!
Oh wait, you thought I meant Earth Day?
They're on the same day?
Well, I'm sure that's just a coincidence.
Well, one murderer is much like any other.
All the instructions and guides have watchwords like Daunting.
...to a completed rifle in under three hours. And I stopped to eat dinner in the middle.
Granted, it's got a bunch of bitty parts that I wouldn't like to try to find in the dark and granted, AK-type hammer usage would likely result with you having a pile of scrap, but I have to wonder what all the fuss was about.
If you've ever rebuilt a carburetor you can build an AR from a kit. If you've ever rebuilt a Rochester Quadrajet you can build one from a kit while drunk and in the dark.
If you can read this then the blog has been moved to a new server.
No more outages due to power issues, I hope.
1. The lottery is a tax on people who are bad at mathematics.
2. The various state government-run lotteries raked in nearly 70 Billion dollars last year.
3. The various state governments control education curricula.
4. The various state government education departments are implementing Common Core mathematics.
A new year, a new start, blah, blah, blah. Everyone is doing lots of deep self reflection but me. I'm having a pity-party. I'm 38 years old and just like everyone else, my life has taken a completely different direction than I had planned. Most have been really good changes in my life but...I've got a bit of envy for the 2016 beginning female shooter.
In 2008, I started going to the range weekly after our house was broken into and I was told to get armed. This was the second time my home had been violated in my life and I was done being a victim. I traded my chalk for a revolver and insisted we go to the range every week.
Now I've worked in IT since 1998. I work in IT because I don't like women and I prefer to be around men. I have no girly talents when it comes to my physical appearance and never have. I wear jeans and polos every day. My friends tease me that "homeless" is one of my hairstyles. Thank God baseball caps are required when shooting. Although I don't have a large collection of shoes, I do have more holsters than shoes. I carry in the same spot but some holsters just work better with some activities or clothing.
Over the past eight years, I have been one of the women trying to bring more women into the shooting sports. When I first started shooting, I was always the novelty or token female at the range. No matter where we were, I was the ONLY female shooter. I'd like to think I didn't have a chip on my shoulder but I'm sure I did.
Only one range ever treated me badly but lots of gun stores did and wouldn't talk to me until Knitebane showed up. Anytime there was a female only shooting event, I would attend. I joined every female gun clubs in my area that my schedule allowed. I didn't want to be alone and that was my only motivation! I met a handful of women who where more advance than me but most had even less experience than I did or no curiosity to learn more than they had to. At times, I was like that too.
There were multiple events that pushed me to learn more. Very few were flattering. I often learned due to the kindness of strangers but I had no goals and learning was sporadic and inefficient.
In 2014, I became an NRA Basic Pistol instructor because one of my rare female friends didn't want to be the only female in a class of 30. That got me into volunteering at NRA Women on Target events as often as I can where I get women to shoot a revolver or semi-auto for the first time.
As a couple, Knitebane has been a huge supporter of my passion to educate women. He is known for his female friendly attitude which prompted a local ladies group that I'm not even part of to make him their Chief RSO! He's going to become an instructor before you know it.
I hadn't planned on keeping the NRA certification, it was just to help out a friend but I forgot how much I love teaching. I've taught GED Math classes, college computer classes, riding instruction, and dog training. The Ah-HA! moments are a little different but they're still there and it is addicting.
In 2015, I took The Well Armed Woman Certification course and have a quota to meet of students I work with each year plus my own minimum training requirements. It has actually been a good kick in the tush and the women are all very, very supportive. Most were tomboys and almost everyone has the same motivation - to empower other women to take charge of their own safety, encourage newbies to commit to the training and time it takes to become proficient, and make sure no one has a bad experience (like most of us did) when they first go to the range - the exact mentor we wish we had when we first started.
As I work at becoming a better instructor, with Knitebane as my RSO, I see that my beginner students have a much easier start than me. It is positive, it pushes them but doesn't overwhelm them, they have clear goals for at least the first six months to a year as we work through the NRA Winchester Marksmanship Qualification program, and they are all smiles at the end of the day. I look at their groupings and compare it to where I was a year after going to the range weekly (and paying for one on one instruction) to where they are after just ONE or TWO afternoons with us and...IT ISN'T FAIR!!!
To be honest, I love it when a woman puts her trust in me to show her that guns are not scary and that she can do this. I love that she will have opportunities that I did not have. I love that women are focusing on training for self-defense, not just getting a gun because their husband bugged them to. I love that they are having fun and being supportive and encouraging to the other women around them because it's really fun to shoot like a girl.
The United States Congress officially recognized the end of World War I when it passed a concurrent resolution on June 4, 1926, with these words:
Whereas the 11th of November 1918, marked the cessation of the most destructive, sanguinary, and far reaching war in human annals and the resumption by the people of the United States of peaceful relations with other nations, which we hope may never again be severed, and
Whereas it is fitting that the recurring anniversary of this date should be commemorated with thanksgiving and prayer and exercises designed to perpetuate peace through good will and mutual understanding between nations; and
Whereas the legislatures of twenty-seven of our States have already declared November 11 to be a legal holiday: Therefore be it Resolved by the Senate (the House of Representatives concurring), that the President of the United States is requested to issue a proclamation calling upon the officials to display the flag of the United States on all Government buildings on November 11 and inviting the people of the United States to observe the day in schools and churches, or other suitable places, with appropriate ceremonies of friendly relations with all other peoples.
A Marine should be sworn to the patient endurance of hardships, like the ancient knights; and it is not the least of these necessary hardships to have to serve with sailors.
Happy Birthday, Marines!
Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin'd.
Harpier cries:--'tis time! 'tis time!
Round about the caldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.--
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one;
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
O well done! I commend your pains;
And every one shall share i' the gains;
And now about the cauldron sing,
Live elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
The GOP establishment, from whom come such blessings as John McCain, Mitt Romney, John Boehner, Mitch McConnell and Thad Cochran; the so-called conservative press, the sold-out bloggers and the GOP ueber alles bootlickers
Washington, D.C., 20005
The Hobbits, The Crazies, the TEA party, the black middle class, the white middle class, the legal immigrants, the overtaxed, the overregulated, and all those who aren't in your big ruling class club
Anytown, USA, 65552
To all whom these presents come, greetings;
Be it known that by virtue of ignoring your official constituents in favor of The U.S. Chamber of Commerce, La Raza, The Euroweenies, The State Department, Fannie Mae and The Muslim Brotherhood;
We have decided that the GOP as it currently exists no longer serves us (if it ever did).
Therefore we send you The Donald, not to make peace but to make war, war most righteous with all of its glory and horror.
We send him not to praise you, but to bury you.
We send him as a harbinger of the Sweet Meteor of Death.
We throw the Holy Hand Grenade of Queens into the Big Stupid Tent.
We don't care if he wins the presidency as long as you lose. Yes, we've become just as petty as you.
You remind us that he holds none of our values, yet fail to realize that we understand that you don't either, even though during elections you say you do.
You insist that he will bring chaos to the presidency as if the last 16 years haven't already been chaos.
You complain that he has no foreign policy experience while Iraq and Syria burn, Russia invades Ukraine, Europe is swamped with young, male, Muslim "refugees" and Iran gets the bomb.
You scream that he's beholden to Big Business as if any of your candidates aren't.
And then you demand that we provide you with reasons as to why we support him.
Have this instead:
Oh, and take this with you when you go: