'Rape prevention' or 'rapist protection'?

'Rape prevention' or 'rapist protection'?
Kent makes some excellent points. It's the 21st century, women (and men) are allowed to say no to unwanted attention and enforce that no if necessary with an effective tool.

Actually, Jonah, in taking on ‘don’t ask, don’t tell,’ Obama is saying to gays, ‘bite me’ — Cynthia Yockey, A Conservative Lesbian

Pretty interesting thoughts, as a vet who served with a couple gay guys and knew several more from other MOSes and as a flaming libertarian I have no problem at all with repealing DADT. As a side note I love the internet there are so many different ideas you get to look at.
Actually, Jonah, in taking on ‘don’t ask, don’t tell,’ Obama is saying to gays, ‘bite me’ — Cynthia Yockey, A Conservative Lesbian

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Something to remember

The founder of the JPFO  Aaron Zelman wrote a book a few years ago about mass murder and who the reigning champs are and it isn't Timothy McVeigh or Osama.
http://www.jpfo.org/filegen-a-m/deathgc.htm#chart   it's something to keep in mind when a politician says he or she wants to infringe on the 2nd amendment. 

Free speech and power

From The Breda Fallacy comes this cool little video which ably points out not everyone has the freedom to speak or even read.  

The Jews In The Attic Test

Another gem from Joe Huffman Will this law make it difficult or impossible to protect innocent life from a government intent on their imprisonment or death?  Although I pretty much made everything up on the spot I told them I called this test my "Jews In The Attic Test".  Furthermore I told them that if it fails this test no further discussion is really needed, the law must be opposed in the most vigorous manner possible. There really isn't much else to say, read it it's short. 
The Jews In The Attic Test

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This is my position on badges.

It can go in my backyard

  I could live with a nuclear reactor or an oil well in my backyard  if it meant not giving these  intolerant religious assholes another dime. Religion of peace my ass.

Maybe it's true

Often advocates of the right to keep and bear arms mention that every nation that bans firearms is soon to become a tyrannical oligarchy or dictatorship at which point someone on the other side uses Great Britain as proof that the RKBA people are crazed nuts. So for the folk that believe in Great Britain's benevolence I give you the following article. Britain appears to be working on restricting the use of force to government agents alone. That's never a good sign.

"Gun control?" In order to outlaw guns, you must first outlaw knowledge of guns. To outlaw knowledge of guns, you must outlaw knowledge itself.
—"Armies of Chaos", by L. Neil Smith

San Diego smackdown

From Arms and the Law comes this tidbit;
The city of San Diego got a ruler across it's grubby little fingers regarding it's denial of a concealed carry permit to a resident. There are a couple interesting bits when reading the PDF I linked to. One is the plaintiff brought a section 1983 civil discrimination suit, plus he cited the 2nd, 8th and 14th amendments as rights he was denied by the city. The other is the Judge Irma Gonzalez basically told the cities attorney's you didn't even try to advance a compelling state interest and that if you had it still wouldn't pass intermediate or strict scrutiny with regards to what are fundamental civil rights.
The fallout from Heller is starting to be felt on the left coast and if McDonald vs Chicago goes the way the pundits expect I think a lot of our 20,000 plus gun laws are going to crumble over the next decade.

Dhimmi

An interesting article by David Kopel on Shari'a law as it relates to arms and self defense. For me it reinforces that Islam isn't all that peaceful if you don't believe in it.

Dhimmitude

Meleanie Haines

From a guy named JahWarrior over on the PAFO with a little bit about the woman killed by her psychotic ass husband who happened to be a cop. There are a lot of anti gun people dancing in this woman's blood already to them I ask how is it disarming the civilian population going to help using this case as an example? The man was a jealous, raving lunatic and carried a gun as part of his job as a parole officer (one of the only one as David Codrea would say). This tragedy isn't about gun control it's about some people being incapable of letting go to the point they are willing to destroy lives. Anyway Jah's piece follows and gives a little sense of the woman.

My own bit of Meleanie...

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I've tried to read this entire thread, to read about how everyone is so sorry she's gone, their shock and disbelief, their anger at her husband, and the pity for her children. I can't read anymore. It's not that don't believe any of you; I know, in my heart, how hurt many of you must be right now. But, it's starting to sound hollow, and almost detached from the person I got to meet, and befriend. I was a friend of Meleanie's, and my hands are shaking, right now, as I type my own hollow words.

They're shaking over the keyboard, and my eyes are wet, and my lips are curled in a silent snarl, fighting the scream that is ripping at my throat. I want to scream; I want to scream, and keep on screaming. I'm holding it together, for now, because I need to tell this, and I need not to scream, else the library staff escort me out, before I'm done.

My father once told me, "Even the stupidest motherfucker got something to teach you." He was right, of course. As any wise person will tell you, every person you will ever meet will, in some way, no matter how miniscule, impact your life. You'll always leave the encounter having learned something, even if it's just to avoid people like that.

I was a friend of Meleanie's, and I learned something from her, though I didn't realize it then. Right now, I want to share my own piece of her with all of you.

We'd met a few weeks ago, in Dickson City. She was taking a course an hour away; she was excited about finally getting herself on track, after her daycare business suffered from the soccer game fiasco; she was getting into an armed security gig, and she was at a range, to qualify. We'd traded pm's, where I gave her the details on how to get to Dickson City, and where we'd meet. She was exuberant, except for the gun they'd given her to use to qualify; it was a Taurus, I can't remember what model. We'd both thought it was a little odd. "It's so tiny! Even with my hands, it's too small to hold onto! I did better than I thought I would." I congratulated her on doing well, but told her I was hanging up, because we were both driving, and I didn't want either of us to get into an accident. "Okay, then, the back of JC Penny's. I'll see you!"

Most of what happened that day has been already archived here, by the lady herself. But not the important things. Things like, how she greeted me like we'd been close friends for years, throwing her arms around me and kissing my face. I'd offered her my hand, but she looked at me, almost insulted, before her face broke into a biggest, goofiest grin her face could handle, exclaiming, "Are you kidding me? Come here, you!" She turned to my brother, and politely smiled, not quite as goofy, and shook his hand. "Well, I don't really know you, but hi, anyway!" The smile crept back.

She left out of her account us walking around the mall, drawing stares from the elderly, and getting a good laugh from the one lady who nearly fell over, trying to get a better look at what couldn't possibly have been a gun on the lady's waist. She'd forgotten to mention that she was skilled at dirty humor, without being vulgar, or that she'd made my brother a little uncomfortable as she held up a penis shaped thing in the back of Spencer's, while I was left to deal with the (polite) security guards of the mall.

As we walked on over to Border's, the conversation turned to family, and future plans. She mentioned divorce, but she thought that if she'd tried, her husband would go nuts; she was afraid, she said, of retaliation, not just by him, but all of his LEO buddies. She was also afraid that if something happened, his LEO buddies would side with him. There was a moment when she looked towards the horizon, and something crept across her face, something I hadn't seen before. But, I think, she realized I was looking, and she pulled out her smile again, casting fierce light on any shadow I might have seen. "So, Border's is cool for us to go to, right?"

We sat in the bookstore, looking at magazines: gun mags, tattoo mags, Fangoria mag, and others. What I remember most about this moment was how absolutely ordinary it was. Just three people in a bookstore, looking at magazines, having coffee. Nothing about guns, or open carry, or 2A politics, or any of that nonsense. Just three people, having idle chatter, about anything and everything.

Before she left, I produced a camera from my pocket. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked.

"I'm taking your picture. You know, in case I never see you again. I need proof that I met the girl who owned Bryan Miller on live television."

"No, no! I look horrible!"

"No, you don't, you look fine. I mean, aside from being albino..."

"Hey!" She punched my shoulder. "They kicked us out because I'm black, remember?" She looked at her phone. "I really need to get going. My husband's already in a mood. Hey, you'll definitely see me again, okay?"

"Sounds good, sistah."

Another goofy grin, the last I'd ever see from her, peered from inside her car. She waved as she drove off.

We called each other a few times, just to say hi, and to laugh about getting kicked out of Border's. The last time we spoke, her husband cut her off. What a dick, I thought. She wasn't kidding.

My hands are shaking as I write this, not because I'm grieving for her. My hands are shaking, my eyes are watery, and I want to scream, not for the horror that's happened to her and her children, but because, she tried to tell me, and I didn't hear her.

I should've heard her, I should've gotten what she'd meant. Maybe it was because she was so blunt about certain things, that I thought she couldn't have possibly been serious. People blow things out of proportion, right? They say they their spouse is going to end up killing them, when they know damn well that no one's killing anyone. People always joke about the horrible things they know won't happen. And some people, well, they just exaggerate the severity of things going on in their life. Right?

I didn't hear her because, well, because I'm an asshole.

I was a friend of Meleanie's. She was smart, she was funny, she was was brave, she was pale, and now she's gone.

I know now what it is I learned from her. I learned, that sometimes, a whisper is the loudest sound of all.

My hands are shaking, uncontrollably, as these tears, hot and bitter, roll down my face. There are people watching me, but I don't care. I really don't give a flying titty fucking Christ what they see.

But I won't scream. I will not scream.

Instead, I will sing.




EDIT: i think, maybe, if anyone has any stories about her, funny ones, sad ones, odd ones, maybe you should share them here. as was said earlier, one day, her children might read this; it'd be nice for them to get to know their mother, just a little bit better, through the eyes of her friends.

From Marko (the brilliant bastard)

http://munchkinwrangler.wordpress.com/2009/07/26/you-keep-using-that-word-i-do-not-think-it-means-what-you-think-it-means/
Marko allows his snark to run free and clears up a misconception or two.

Utopia

This is what happens every time humans try to create heaven on earth, from the crusades up to Jim Jones, from Lenin to Pol Pot. When some have enough power either ceded to them or taken by force the result is misery for the common man.
Cato @ Liberty

Fun to write

This is a response to a comment on a Newsweek editorial.
Blaming the NRA or guns on inner city violence is like blaming the spoon Rosie O'Donnell uses on her being fat. Let's put the blame where it belongs on the black market and drugs.
You might also want to take another look at Dred Scott as one of the primary cites was the following: "It would give to persons of the negro race, ...the right to enter every other State whenever they pleased, ...the full liberty of speech in public and in private upon all subjects upon which its own citizens might speak; to hold public meetings upon political affairs, and to keep and carry arms wherever they went." Not exactly a rousing endorsement for gun control, rather it highlights the fact gun control is racist and very often sexist and classist. Just look at all the people who would ban guns ensuring the rapist has no problem with his victim.
Let's talk about those European gun laws a little, Nazi Germany disarmed the Jews in 1938, 6 million die in the next 7 years and 14 million assorted non supermen with them. When we expand our look at history to Asia we find more examples. The Turks kills a 1.5 million Armenian Christians. Lenin kills a few million dissidents but Stalin kicks it up a notch and kills 35 to 70 million people, none of whom are allowed the right to arms. As Lenin said one man with a gun can control a hundred without. Mao kills 50 million Chinese citizens, Pol Pot kills 2 million in the real killing fields both in pursuit of a collectivist utopia. We aren't blameless in the genocide sweepstakes either; we killed millions of Native Americans and many thousands of blacks none of which were allowed firearms by law. After reconstruction we killed thousands more and as usual laws were created specifically to keep some minority from the means of effective self defense. Gun control more often than not leads to genocide in numbers that leave regular crime and criminals ashamed of their inefficiency.

Civil Liberties Surge

This is pretty cool from the Cato institute.

Civil Liberties Surge (Cato @ Liberty)