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Month: January 2019

Don’t forget to enter the book contest!

You still have until the end of the day Thursday to enter the contest to win a box of 14 survival/prep/adventure books and one DVD. I’ve already received a handful of persuasive emails and I can tell it’s going to be hard to choose a winner. I may have to share the best entries (anonymously, of course) with a non-involved and trustworthy person to help me decide. Several entrants have said they’re interested only in a few of the 15 items. And that’s fine. It would be a nice opportunity to split the prize between two entrants. But alas, those…

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Monday links

  • Despite backing off from movies, I agree with Aaron Harris that freedomistas should see Little Pink House, the tale of Susette Kelo. If you’re not up for the movie, the book by Jeff Benedict is even better.
  • Growing up around a dog can protect your child against allergies. (So can playing in the dirt.)
  • “Control the guns, control the masses.” Watch Ds and Rs collaborate to inflict universal background checks and, soon, a nationwide, red flag law to allow anyone with a grudge to send cops to seize guns.
  • OTOH, you can just plain turn in your really crappy homemade guns to get enough money to buy a good one (Via Borepatch) 9 Comments
  • A Sunday afternoon (not) at the movies

    End of an Era Oliver Del Signore and I have exchanged movie reviews for somewhere between 15 and 17 years. The first Saturday of every month (or as soon after as we could manage), we’ve emailed reviews and ratings to each other, along with General Observations on Life. This weekend was the last. The end of an era. Over the past several months, we’ve both found ourselves increasingly disenchanted with the films we’ve seen and the people who make them. The idea of supporting, even in a small way, elitists who’d rather see We the Peasants dead than armed, bigots…


    These are a few of my favorite things

    More specifically, two pounds of my favorite things. Or (according to the label) approximately 200 pieces of my favorite things — those being nice, tart, puckery, juicy California dried apricots. A rare treat. Thank you AG & LG! That oughta keep me going for a good long while. —– Don’t ask Ava if it was a day of favorite things. If she could cuss, she’d give you an earful. After a blowy, rainy, miserable walk, I put her through the further indignity of another visit to Furrydoc. Ava thinks Furrydoc is just fine when we’re hiking in the woods. Ava…


    Thursday links

  • You corrupt the system, then you whine and wonder why nobody trusts the system any longer.
  • You leave national parks open during the shutdown, but lock restrooms and halt trash pickup. What exactly did you expect?
  • This article asks why men are more likely to die of glioblastoma (a rare brain cancer) than women. This is the beginning of a terribly politically incorrect trend in cancer treatment, one based on innate sexual differences. Well, we can’t have that now, can we? 14 Comments
  • Midweek links

  • The shutdown reminds us how redundant and pointless much of the fedgov is.
  • You’ve probably already heard that Brazil’s new president Jair Bolsonaro plans to enable all non-criminal citizens to bear arms. Good. But how does that mesh with the newly elected governor of Rio’s plan to have cops shoot all non-cops seen carrying rifles? (H/T M)
  • Eric Peters says “Happy De-Platforming!” and generally notes the weirdly Soviet state of social media today. 9 Comments
  • New Year ramblings

    Oh, that felt good. I stayed up much of the night reading Michael Connelly’s latest Harry Bosch novel, Dark Sacred Night. This one is a Bosch + Ballard tale, in which Connelly teams his dogged retired cold-case detective Bosch with a young, female counterpart introduced just a book or two ago, Renee Ballard. I suspect all the Bosch books are likely to be Bosch + Ballard from here on, and I’m going to make a wild guess that the author might eventually kill Bosch off. Someday. In, I hope, the far-distant future. Way distant. Meanwhile, his books are just getting…