I remember walking home about a mile-and-a-half (in the Summer heat, in Tempe, Arizona) the day of the Moon landing, with friends Jim and John, after bowling a few lines @ Tempe Bowl. The RED CARPET Lounge, in the bowling alley, had an exterior sign missing some letters. As we were irreverent high-schoolers, it was always the Ed Carp Lounge to us!
We came home to watch the history on our televisions.
Interesting that there is a direct line from JFK asking we land on the Moon ‘in this decade’ (certainly as a technology/arms race with the Soviet Union), to the Moon landing, to further development of solid-state technologies leading us to personal computers, the Internet and cellular telephones.
We didn’t know the half of it watching Neil and Buzz!
But we were proud.
h/t Theo Spark
A few years back Superman (2011 in DC Comics) announced he was renouncing his U.S. citizenship! Now, I’ve not been a comic book reader/consumer since I was 10-11 years old, but I was always a big Superman fan.
I found this action repulsive. One – that the beloved character would do such a thing, and Two – that in so doing such a children’s fictional comic would make the national news. After all, they ARE just comic books.
Fast-forward to NOW. It was announced a couple of months ago (and made the national news again recently) that beloved perennially-in-high-school everyteen comic book character Archie Andrews would die in the comic book. This was NOT due to his having been in high school 78 years.
It was because he would dive in front of an assailant attacking his friend with a gun, and his taking a bullet for him! Archie’s GAY friend!
What do I make of this?
Political correctness aside, I like to believe I would have done the same thing for any good childhood friend. My best friend from third grade through college was a legitimately brilliant. IQ off the charts. Socially, less skilled. But, except for his studies and church, my constant companion. He was the geek I aspired to be, even though I didn’t have the mental acuity.
After his own father disowned him when he came out of the closet as a college freshman, and my own father lampooned his gayness, I had to stand up for Carl. Fortunately, no one shot him. And I, myself, had to overcome childhood indoctrination regarding gayness, and what that means. After all, sexual preference aside, he remained my friend!
I’m not yet certain how I feel about comic books being tools for political correctness. Of course, even Peanuts eventually had a Black character. I suppose comic books must change with the times, as well. I don’t know how the Archie friend’s character’s gayness is shown to the comic book audience. Obviously kids are more aware of such things than I was 50-60 years ago.
But, I know one thing.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. – John 15:13 (ASV)
If we can teach this to the self-absorbed-faces-glued-to-their-cell-phone adolescents, then all is not lost. If only adults read comic books.
Various law enforcement agencies and military units have memorials to those that have fallen in service to their country.
If we ever build such a memorial to concealed carriers who put their lives at risk to save others, the name of Joseph Robert Wilcox, 31, of Las Vegas deserves to be on that wall.
Wilcox was killed yesterday (June 8) attempting to take down the deranged couple that had just murdered Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Officers Alyn Beck and Igor Soldo at a nearby Cici’s Pizza location. Wilcox apparently spotted the husband as he rushed into Walmart, and tried to take him down.
Most CCW courses are basic safety classes, I’ve seen many I wonder if safety is even taught that well.
Please do not fool yourself into thinking you are trained to fight just because the state issued you a license
When the rubber meets the road, a lot can be going on, and basic training may not save you, I don’t know how much training Mr Wilcox had, , and he may have changed the course of the event, but he lost. (Maddened Fowl)
Not to cast aspersions toward Mr. Wilcox, but most of us are armchair adventurers at best. I’ve been in IPSC competitions wherein civilians cleaned the clocks of sworn officers, but these were pretend, not real life. And I’ve observed many officers whose firearms safety regime was trumped by their huge egos. And they paid for it.
Most of us are not sworn officers or spec ops guys home on leave from Afghanistan. We are regular Joes (and Janes) going about our mundane daily lives, but we do so armed. And many of us have received a permission slip from our respective States to carry our tools concealed as we go about our business.
The concealed weapon permit is akin the driver license. It doesn’t mean that we are automatically Mario Andretti upon our receipt of it. Keep training, keep learning, keep maintaining and most importantly, keep paying attention to your surroundings.
We, as civilians, have no obligation to rush in like John McClane (Die Hard films) in the movies and save everyone. And most of us don’t have the skills.
Know yourself, too!
h/t Bob Owens, The Duck
Walter R. Walsh, a world-class marksman who shot clothespins off laundry lines as a boy and went on to become an F.B.I. legend in shootouts with gangsters in the 1930s, an Olympic competitor and a trainer of generations of Marine Corps sharpshooters, died on Tuesday at his home in Arlington, Va. He was 106.
His son Walter confirmed the death.
(further in the article…)
In 1942, after America’s entry into World War II, Mr. Walsh joined the Marines. For two years he trained snipers in New River, N.C. He requested combat duty in 1944, was sent to the Pacific and joined the invasion of Okinawa in 1945. At one point, with his unit pinned down, he killed an enemy sniper at 80 yards with one pistol shot.
Mr. Walsh, you were a credit to this Nation and to shooters everywhere. R.I.P.
h/t Maddened Fowl
Kerodin educated me further on him, to wit:
KIEV, Ukraine (AP) — The mayor of Ukraine’s second-largest city was shot in the back and pro-Russia insurgents seized more government buildings Monday as the U.S. hit Russia with more sanctions for allegedly fomenting the unrest in eastern Ukraine.
Impeachment is a recent invention, brought to our Founding Documents by Benjamin Franklin. Until Mr. Franklin offered the concept, there were only two options for dealing with politicians/tyrants who violated their mandate – tolerate it, or kill them. My thanks to CA for sharing that history with me a few years ago.
Mr. Kerodin goes on to expound on this with some ideas which may be repellent to some. Obviously, you may visit the link above and draw your own conclusions.
I hate to mention or quote such a vile figure as Mao, but,
Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun.
She asks us to donate (if we are able) or failing that, to mention this fine charity on our blogs, or perhaps, place a link.
Because she is my friend (and I too, miss Barkley) I’ve placed a link on my sidebar (and below) with Barkley’s picture.
Please, visit the link, and give if you can. And give your pet friends an extra scritch in memory of Barkley.
But with a BANG! BANG! (hopefully?)
(From Salem News)
Pat Kirby answered his country’s call to arms during the Vietnam War, serving multiple tours, suffering injuries, watching friends die. Today he has a letter from the VA telling him that because his wife takes care of their family finances, he is deemed “incompetent” and for this reason, he has to turn in his guns and relinquish his 2nd Amendment Rights, or face going to prison.
Gee, ya think this was the plan all along? To legislate, rule and bureaucratize things so that otherwise legitimate firearms owners are forced to simply give up their weapons?
Of course, if that doesn’t work, we’ll simply say he has PTSD and take them, anyway!
It’s for the children.
I had two thoughts on initially reading this. One – did Janelle do the Col. Cooper Family bookkeeping? and Two, how would HE have reacted to such a letter?
(thanks to Neatorama)
William Overstreet Jr. died in Roanoke, Virginia at the age of 92. During World War II, he flew a P-51 Mustang fighter plane. During the liberation of France, he performed one of the most daring fighter combat actions ever witnessed.
You can read an extensive wartime biography here. Mr. Overstreet was a daring and aggressive pilot. During training, he did loops around the Golden Gate Bridge. Later, in Europe, during the spring of 1944, he had escort duty on a bomber mission. He chased after a German fighter plane through central Paris:
The German’s engine was hit, and Bill stayed on his tail braving the intense enemy flak. His desperation undoubtedly growing, the German pilot aimed his plane at the Eiffel Tower and in a surprising maneuver, flew beneath it. Undeterred, Bill followed right behind him, scoring several more hits in the process. The German plane crashed and Bill escaped the heavy flak around Paris by flying low and full throttle over the river until he had cleared the city’s heavy anti-aircraft batteries.
(Len Krenzler/Action Art)
For his wartime record, the French ambassador to the United States presented Mr. Overstreet with the Legion of Honor in 2009.
-via Ace of Spades HQ
(courtesy of The Feral Irishman) I wish I had THIS Elf On The Shelf!
And lest we forget those who gave us the gift of their full measure of their devotion…
I was never in ‘the service’. Not for lack of trying, though. My disability kept me 4-F until the draft was discontinued.
I admire members of the military for their tenacity; their discipline. Always have, even when many of my generation (Vietnam and post-Korea) protested actively against the military.
Of course, with today’s volunteer military, much of the culture has become ‘cool’. I find in conversations with many the lingo terms I use are outdated. “No lie G.I.!”
So I found a crib sheet!
Blowed up: Hit by an IED. Example: “I been blowed up six times this year.”
Fitty: The M2 .50 caliber machine gun. (and how sad is THAT!)
Joe: Soldier. Replacement term for GI.
Perhaps one day we won’t have a need for such lingo…
h/t NPR, Ben Brody
Please remember today’s anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor. We lose more WWII Veterans every day. – Guffaw