Which, sorry about that. But my kid’s Daisy Red Rider was just kinda sitting there calling out to me from the hall closet — much like God sometimes calls to Bill O’Reilly when the Lord wants a hackneyed, trite, simplistic book written tout de suite!
And who doesn’t like the sound of opaque polycarbonate panels shattering, anyway?
Seriously, who doesn’t?
You’ll put an eye out!
I remember when God inspired me to buy an expensive model kit of an anime space pirate battleship and assemble it badly and paint it even worse. I think God was trying to teach me a valuable lesson about spending money, impulse control, and the limitations of my modeling skills. Either that or he was on the side of the guy selling the model kits.
Do you realize that you’ve just admitted that you have dangerous weapons in your house? Where children could reach them?
You’re damn lucky the government’s shut down, or there would be helicopters hovering over your front yard right now.
How does it go? You can be a Son of God(righteous and humble), a Son of Belial(a lunatic or a liar), a Son of Mammon(greedy and ambitiious), a Son of the Sod(ditch digger), or a Son of a Bitch(yeeeehaaaaaawwww!).
No squid, I lost my expensive crappy anime space pirate battleship model in a boating accident. It’s all good. Except for that one time I accidentally ate that cinnamon bear claw to look like a GAU-8 Avenger 30mm rotary cannon.
Excellent piece, and I wholeheartedly agree – fuck them.
Nothing they do, except national defense, should concern us. The fact that everything they do concerns us is tyrannical.
Quite. Why this concept is so difficult for them to understand is beyond me.
I don’t think you’ve quite grasped the notion of “going postal.”
Government power calls to those who are offended at the notion other people are unconcerned about what they do.
And there’s nothing the Lord likes more than someone who is “looking out for the folks.”
Jeff, you have BB gun ammo!!!!!?????? I know where I’m going when the SHTF.
Slightly OT, palaeo, I lost all my crappy airplane and ship models to my Daisy air rifle.
Build them with an M-80 or Silver Salute for ballast for an explosive good time.
Wouldn’t opaque panels on a lamppost be counterproductive? I mean, if the point is to let light out…
It’s a government thing, Scott. You wouldn’t understand.
Totally random, but I was watching “Castle” on Hulu yesterday and he was meddling in a DHS investigation. (Back story unimportant.) Anyway, after they sent him packing, Nathan Fillion gets swarmed in his home in NYC by unnamed federal agents, dragged out without being told why when he’s shouting to his family to call his lawyer, and they whisk him off to DC — again, without explaining why he’s being taken or allowing him to tell someone (ahem, his lawyer) where he is.
It was just a stupid scene in the show and no one acted like it was any big deal really, but it struck me just how many movies I have seen from the 1930s and 1940s where that exact scene was played out again and again, with the secret police randomly picking people up, interrogating them, and then dropping them back home or disappearing them.
And we’re there now. We are Stalinist Russia or Hitler Germany in a way that is not metaphorical. And we’re acting like it’s normal.