Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Well, Idn't That Special!


Some celebrities are lauded with honorary doctorates. Others have their body of work honored by lifetime achievement awards. The best and brightest are sometimes awarded the Nobel Prize in their field.




The all-white "Alaskan Hunter" - fashionable until Labor Day - is the civilian version of a modified M-4 rifle carried by U.S. troops overseas.


It's engraved with Palin's name and adorned with a map of the state on the collapsible stock - made legal after the expiration of the assault weapons ban in 2004. The Big Dipper from the state flag is etched on the magazine well behind a vented barrel guard.


The rifle is chambered in .50-caliber "Beowulf." It's the same caliber used by heavy machine guns, which can take down big game, and in war zones."


Let's see those Cheeto-eating, pj clad liberal Alaska bloggers and the gosh-darned negative nellies in the Alaska legislature try to mess with her now also too! Look out Putin, don't be rearing your head! Sarah can see your house from hers ... and she's armed to the teeth, gosh-darnit!

Oh, and Levi? Ixnay on the awyerlay.

Monday, April 23, 2007

The Solution to Campus Violence? More Guns!

I was listening to NPR's Talk of the Nation on my way home from work tonight, and they were talking about the shootings at Virginia Tech. Okay...remember NPR? Part of the liberal-biased media?

About 90% of the calls were from people advocating the arming of campus security, professors and/or students.

The secret to less gun violence is for everyone to carry a gun? That seems a little...hmmm...logically challenged. And shocking, at least to me, that it is widely advocated by tree-hugging, criminal-coddling, pro-fetus murdering NPR listeners.

The almost universal consensus among the callers is that if every human on campus were carrying a concealed handgun, they could have blown that little slant-eyed bastard back into the stone age. Except I never heard anyone mention how many of the other vigilantes would have gotten blown into that same stone age when everyone reached into their backpacks and came out shootin'. Because in the midst of a firefight, I hear it gets a little confusing. And that guy standing next to you with his gun out may be the bad guy, or he may be another concerned citizen. Better to shoot first and ask questions later?

And that's in addition to the obvious seductive impulse to blow away Professor So-and-so when you find out that you just failed his class and you won't be graduating, even though your entire family is coming down to see you in your cap and gown.

Oh, yeah. More guns in the hands of unstable adolescents. That's the ticket! Why didn't I think of that?