Basically, the Second Amendment was intended for two things – repelling an invading army over land, and overthrowing tyranny. So if you look at it in the spirit in which it was written, at the very least it covers personal arms and crew-served weapons. So yes, the Second Amendment would cover a howitzer.
The nuke issue gets tricky, but not for long. See, nukes are VERY expensive. And they aren’t safe to be around, so on a private property rights basis most people won’t be able to keep them in their residence. And they’re useless without some kind of delivery system.
So we’re talking a couple BILLION dollars to have one nuke with the ability to use it (excepting suicide bombers, but hey, how likely is that given how big a nuke is?). So there’s maybe a dozen people in the world who could afford it. And they all have a vested interest in the world not getting nuked. No, the real threat of nukes is from nations like Iran and North Korea with nothing to lose.
So I think I can say with 100% confidence that there ought not be any limits on the second amendment. Anything our infantry can carry and use should be on the shelves at the local gun shop.
Ok, so you’ve internalized the horror of the last post.
Good. What’s to be done if prevention is out of the question? I’m glad you asked. Mitigation.
You may not be able to save everyone. But you can come close. It took 20 minutes for the police to get to Sandy Hook Elementary School. I blame physics. So, that makes the adults already on site the first responders. It is left as an exercise for the reader to determine what that means.
So, that aside, let’s look at the kinds of people that are engaging in these acts of mass murder and self-destruction. Mostly, they’re losers. People who have concluded that their life sucks, so they’re gonna go out with a bang, make a statement, and be on the tee vee so they’ll be Internet Famous when they get to hell.
All of these mass murders have something else in common besides the basement-dwelling loser status of the perpetrators. They all happened in so-called Gun Free Zones.
I’m pretty confident that if we get rid of “Gun Free Zones” that these atrocities would simply cease because the losers wouldn’t get the infamy they crave.
The refrain we hear every time something bad happens. This time it’s the atrocity at Sandy Hook Elementary School.
And we are told that Something Must Be Done to prevent the next mass shooting. And all the predictable “solutions” are proffered. We’re told that law-abiding citizens must forfeit their rights in the hopes that someone might be denied a particular method for causing mayhem. We’re told that we must surrender our property to the government so that it may not fall into the “wrong” hands. And we know that it won’t work, because it never has before. But that won’t stop the politicians from trying.
Why? Because they are unable to accept the truth:
There is nothing we can do to prevent the next mass murder.
Say that a few times. Until the horror of what it means wears off a bit. Internalize it. Accept it. Because in your heart, you know that it is the truth.
No law taking guns away from law-abiding citizens is going to prevent a lunatic from slaughtering innocents. No invasion of privacy is sufficient to prevent it either. Anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something.
I’ll have more later. But for now you need to understand that one horrible sentence. Read it aloud until it has been imprinted upon your soul. Only then will you be ready to move on.
I’m going to put this as simply as I can, because it needs to be said.
When you start a “discussion” by asking me why I need this or that thing, you’ll notice that I get agitated. You honestly don’t get it, I realize that. In your mind, you’ve asked a perfectly reasonable question. But once it gets to my mind, it isn’t reasonable at all.
Because this is America. This country was founded upon the principle that all men are equal, and therefore nobody is endowed with the ability to determine what I am to be trusted with. We don’t have a gentry class in America that is charged by God with guiding the peasants to the most productive use of their lives.
No, we fought a war that started in 1775 with the attempted seizure of arms and powder at Lexington and Concord for the sole purpose of throwing off the yoke of an appointed ruler who ruled by decree in a manner arbitrary and capricious for the benefit of the gentry class.
Americans are unlike any other people on Earth. We are inherently distrustful of authority, and we hold in contempt those who try to run our lives based upon what they’ve determined to be moral and right.
We are Americans. Before anything else, we are free. We do not accept the authority of government to protect us from ourselves. We do not accept the authority of self-appointed nannies to tell us how we must live so that we may best serve the state. We do not accept having our “betters” tell us what we need or what we may be allowed to want.
I am an American, and my reasons for wanting something are none of your concern. Unless and until I do something to deprive you of the just exercise of your liberty, how I exercise mine is none of your business.
You may or may not have seen the Gizmodo story about the CPSC suing to get Buckyballs off the market. Read it.
The CPSC was created with the intention of preventing companies from selling products that they knew would be harmful even when used for their specifed purpose and in a sane and reasonable manner.
Nobody ever expected an adult to give powerful magnets to a child and leave them unattended. But because there are stupid people in the world, someone did. And because of a whole two incidents in a decade or so, the CPSC is coming down like a ton of shit on the heads of a company that makes a toy for adults.
Show them some support. Got to www.getbuckyballs.com and buy some. Like I did.
Then write your Congressmen and Senators and tell them to yank on the CPSC’s leash.
All of life can be broken down into moments of transition or moments of revelation. This had the feeling of both.
-Book of G’Kar
There are times when you read or see or hear something that cause thoughts to suddenly crystallize. Watch this video for one such thing. It is long, but it is very much worth it.
I always jokingly say that everything men have created we created to impress women. I wasn’t joking.
I always had a nagging thought in the back of my head that there was a good reason that gay marriage was nonsense. It nags no more.
I always suspected that second-wave feminism was never about equality or rights or power. I am no longer suspicious.
I thought that the “game” movement was just about picking up chicks for a quick shag. I have swallowed the red pill.
There is an order to things. This order has been bashed into our genes over millenia. In the past 200 years we have created a society so bountiful and safe that the order is unraveling and we have no idea how to stop it flying apart. There’s no need to go back to the caves. Admitting that this order exists is the first step towards salvation. Adapting this order to the new reality is the way forward. Don’t play the game. Change the rules.
I ask myself questions, and I get questions in return. Am I just confused, or am I insane?
I can’t help but think that somewhere I missed something important, but I don’t know what it was. I try to figure it out, but I just get confused. Brains should come with instruction manuals, or at least API guides so we might have a chance of figuring them out.
And then just now that nagging little voice says “you don’t mean any of this, you’re just posing for attention.” Half of me is a sociopath, but I don’t know which one. I wish I was drunk.
That song really sucked. Just thought I’d share that. I really can’t stand Neil Young. All fake earnestness. Fuck him.
New categories for new things in my corner of the Universe.
There’s now a aquarium. 15 gallons with 11 fish therein. Betta, 4 tetras, 3 cories, and 3 platys. Nobody tries to eat anyone else.
Thanks to Ken getting a membership at the local Y, we played Camp Sloper last weekend. Nice little course. Cutting down on the number of discs in the bag is starting to pay dividends.
To the surprise of pretty much nobody, Francona wasn’t the problem in Boston. Hopefully the GM has had an automatic ass-kicking machine installed in his office.
My main workstation has self-destructed for the last time. Rather than rebuild it, I’m simply going to make the new laptop play full-time business machine. I’m putting a new power supply in the micro monolith I built last year so I can run the GTX460 in it.