Tag: Heroes

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

By now, everybody will have learned of the latest Righteous Shooting in Washington state — unless, of course, you depend on the gun-hating mainstream media for you news, in which case you would be completely in the dark about it because a Good Guy whacking a goblin doesn’t comport well with Teh Narrative (which states that all guns are eeeevil and gun owners are Literally Hitler).

Anyway, the story goes that goblin causes deadly mayhem in a WalMart, Hero Gun Owner shoots his worthless ass dead, the end.

Ordinarily, that would be sufficient cause for a Happy Dance, but this one has some Extra-Special Gunny Goodness about it.  Allow an eyewitness to explain:

Megan Chadwick said her husband saw the civilian take down the shooter. “He said he watched him (the shooter) take his last breath,” Chadwick said. “There were three civilians going after him (the shooter) to shoot him and two of them had their guns up — and then the third guy shot him through the window of the car.”
Chadwick said her husband was armed as well.

So by my count, that makes four law-abiding gun owners on hand in the WalMart parking lot, basically lining up to send the goblin to an early grave?

Now we can begin the Happy Dance…

Quote Of The Day

QOTD

“These guys can talk about banning assault rifles and banning guns, but when it comes and happens to them, they’re going to wish they had one.”  — Scott Reardean, after stopping a carjacker.

Story here.  My only quibble is that between the two gun owners, they somehow failed to shoot the damn goblin.

Anarchy In Britishland

Behind Enemy Lines, Gummint

Why do I giggle like a little girl when I read stories like this one?

Villagers are praising a fire that destroyed an ‘archaic’ toll booth that charged drivers 12p in cash only to cross the Manchester Ship Canal and caused frustratingly long traffic queues. Warburton bridge toll booth is suspected to have been reduced to ash by an arsonist who became fed up of waiting waiting to cross the bridge.

But wait!  The powers-that-be are not taking this lying down:

The booth’s owners, Peel Ports, are planning to replace the destroyed structure with a more modern toll.

…and I hope this one gets torched as well, especially if it’s an expensive modern one.  For a 12p (50c) toll?  FFS.

Anyone remember the spate of vandalism directed at speed cameras in Britishland a couple years back?  I do:

When Gummint has to put up cameras to catch the people who are vandalizing cameras, that’s when we’ll know we’re winning.

In the meantime back here in Murka, we can just fall back on the old (hypothetical, that is) question of whether one should use a rifle or shotgun instead of playing with matches;  and if a rifle, what caliber?  Myself, I tend to favor the .45-70 Government, but I’m prepared to listen to other suggestions.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

Some dickhead walks into a restaurant and for reasons that will be forever unknown (see below) starts shooting indiscriminately into the patrons, wounding several.

Whereupon another patron takes umbrage at this foolishness, draws his own handgun and shoots Mr. Dickhead dead on the spot.  Because this happened in Oklahoma and not Massachusetts, California or New York, no charges will be filed against Our Hero.

[pause to let cheering and applause die down]

Of course, some people are going to be wondering Why This Man Did Such An Evil Thing, and What Are The Root Causes Of Such Behavior, and all that crap.  Me, I don’t care.  The asshole is dead, nobody else died, and all because a law-abiding gun owner was able to deal with the situation before the cops arrived, over five minutes later.

Predictably, the International Gun Control Set (IGCS) didn’t see it the way I do, arguing that if all eeeevil guns were banned, then there’d be no need for the law-abiding to carry guns of their own — based on the assumption that criminals are going to obey the law which bans guns.  Then the IGCS went off and had a meal of tasty pixie dust pie, washed down with a cool drink of unicorn tears on the rocks.

This evening, I’ll just take care of my own 1911, which will need cleaning after the Friday afternoon range session.

Then I’ll raise my glass of single malt to salute Our Hero, who did what had to be done.  Feel free to join me.

P.S.  If newspapers were truly interested in informing the public, they’d find out what gun Our Hero used, what caliber it was chambered in, what boolets he used, and where he shot the asshole.  But nooo… that would be akin to a public service, and we can’t have that.