Some years back, friends whom I had trained advanced in their training, and obtained certification to teach CCW in Arizona. They encouraged me to do the same, and on multiple occasions we trained small groups of students to apply for their permits. These were good times.
But I marred one of our last teaching sessions. And I was alleged to be the more experienced teacher and shooter!
This was when Arizona required 16 hours (usually taught over two days) including range time, to complete the written and field test for qualification. I was pretty full of myself. Cocky. And had expectations students had been as steeped in MY old school thinking: Col. Cooper, calibers beginning with the number 4, that sort of thing.
We asked the students to bring in their choice of firearm for the range qualification (to check for safety), and one young gentleman brought in a Beretta model 21 Bobcat, in .25 ACP.
I, unfortunately, commented negatively on his choice of firearm, and caliber. I did stop short of questioning his manhood, however. He did mention he wanted to purchase a J-Frame .38 Smith, and I applauded that as a better choice. And the next day @ quals, that’s what he had. And I spent extra time familiarizing him with the revolver, technique, and getting him qualified.
After the class, Stan (of Karmann and Stan, my students turned teachers) took me aside and gently suggested that my approach was wrong, that perhaps we shouldn’t beat up students.
And he was right, of course.
Never question another’s choice of firearm. It might not be YOUR choice, but so what? As long as it’s safe, appropriateness can be discussed in class, generally.
One on the ‘Affordable Care Act’ aka Obamacare; the other on the right of sleezebags to wear military medals that were not awarded or earned.
Like many, I initially thought Chief Justice John Roberts had sold out by siding with the more pink side of the court. But, I’ve not yet had time to read the entire text of both sides of the decision. So, I withheld judgement.
Then, I saw a number of conservative and libertarian bloggers pronounce that my initial impression was not the case. i.e.
Before you look to do harm to Chief Justice Roberts or his family, it’s important that you think carefully about the meaning – the true nature — of his ruling on Obama-care. The Left will shout that they won, that Obama-care was upheld and all the rest. Let them.
It will be a short-lived celebration.
Here’s what really occurred — payback. Yes, payback for Obama’s numerous, ill-advised and childish insults directed toward SCOTUS.
Chief Justice Roberts actually ruled the mandate, relative to the commerce clause, was unconstitutional. That’s how the Democrats got Obama-care going in the first place. This is critical. His ruling means Congress can’t compel American citizens to purchase anything. Ever. The notion is now officially and forever, unconstitutional. As it should be.
Next, he stated that, because Congress doesn’t have the ability to mandate, it must, to fund Obama-care, rely on its power to tax. Therefore, the mechanism that funds Obama-care is a tax. This is also critical. Recall back during the initial Obama-care battles, the Democrats called it a penalty, Republicans called it a tax. Democrats consistently soft sold it as a penalty. It went to vote as a penalty. Obama declared endlessly, that it was not a tax, it was a penalty. But when the Democrats argued in front of the Supreme Court, they said ‘hey, a penalty or a tax, either way’. So, Roberts gave them a tax. It is now the official law of the land — beyond word-play and silly shenanigans. Obama-care is funded by tax dollars. Democrats now must defend a tax increase to justify the Obama-care law.
Finally, he struck down as unconstitutional, the Obama-care idea that the federal government can bully states into complying by yanking their existing medicaid funding. Liberals, through Obama-care, basically said to the states — ‘comply with Obama-care or we will stop existing funding.’ Roberts ruled that is a no-no. If a state takes the money, fine, the Feds can tell the state how to run a program, but if the state refuses money, the federal government can’t penalize the state by yanking other funding. Therefore, a state can decline to participate in Obama-care without penalty. This is obviously a serious problem. Are we going to have 10, 12, 25 states not participating in “national” health-care? Suddenly, it’s not national, is it?
Ultimately, Roberts supported states rights* by limiting the federal government’s coercive abilities. He ruled that the government can not force the people to purchase products or services under the commerce clause and he forced liberals to have to come clean and admit that Obama-care is funded by tax increases.
Although he didn’t guarantee Romney a win, he certainly did more than his part and should be applauded.
And he did this without creating a civil war or having bricks thrown through his windshield. Oh, and he’ll be home in time for dinner.
My two biggest impressions from the above essay were:
1) The ACA IS a tax, in spite of the was it was
sold put over on the American People differently, and
2) Civil communication and discord have gotten so far afield in this country that the author warns in his first sentence against doing harm to Chief Justice Roberts or his family! WTF?
Speaking of harm, my gut tells me that finding out someone has dishonored our military by wearing their medals and gaining benefit from having done so turns my stomach. Just as burning the American Flag does. But I recognize we DO have a First Amendment and acting independently against these sleezebags is just as wrong attacking the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court.
Doesn’t mean I have to like it, though.
I wonder if this decision is defacto extended to other federal blackmail – as with enact our kind of highway laws, or you don’t get the funding?
If so, the fun is just beginning.
*’states rights’ – a sadly over-used term.
Amendment 10- Powers of the States and People.
The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people. Powers, not rights.
h/t Rev. Paul, Whitehouse12.com
I used to live in Central Phoenix – I lived in Central Phoenix for 31 years. Most of my childhood however, was spent in a ‘suburb’ of Phoenix to the S.E., the location of Arizona State University, Tempe.
I lived there from when my dad married my stepmom, until I got married and we found a house.
So the prodigal resident returns. Tempe is surrounded by Phoenix, Chandler, Scottsdale and Mesa, so it’s land locked. No more outward growth. It used to be a college/farm town. Now it’s just college. But the population has more than doubled in the past 31 years. And building has grown taller to take the growth.
Coincidentally, my new digs were built in 1981, an expanse of the the town to the South, when it was all previously either cotton or alfalfa. This newer part of town is largely foreign to me, so it’s like moving to a new city, kinda.
I’m now sharing a townhouse. No outside maintenance, but with a communal swimming pool, and community mailbox. So, it’s a mixed bag.
Hopefully, we’ll save some money, though.
I told him I’d read it when I had the chance, but initially noticed it was via CNN, a notorious supporter of the President and his Attorney General, so I suspected a slightly slanted view.
Then, I read the article. Then I went to the GBBL and noticed other bloggers were becoming aware of the
article essay opinion piece
An example of another blogger’s interpretation, i.e. his opinion:
This editorial actually ran on the CNN website yesterday.
Swear to God, they published it.
It’s about the “Fast And Furious” debacle, the one where the government sent thousands of guns across the Rio Grande to prove that American guns were crossing the Rio Grande. Then a couple of Federal Agents got shot with them.
I didn’t edit any of this. Here’s the kicker:
By allowing guns to infiltrate Mexico’s drug cartel, we thought we could trace them up the ladder to the leaders. Take off the head and the body dies. As for the innocent people who lost their lives? Collateral damage. That’s the uncomfortable backstory to this scandal. And there are likely other operations like it in our nation’s history that we don’t even have a clue about.
And maybe it’s better for us not to be so nosy, not to know everything because, to paraphrase the famous line from the movie “A Few Good Men,” many of us won’t be able to handle the truth.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Go back to watching “Dancing With The Stars”. Take some happy pills. Don’t be “so nosy”.
(Drink some Kool Aid – Guffaw)
You probably couldn’t handle the truth: We’re trying to continue the War On Drugs, maintain the Drug Lords’ monopoly, plus prove that you really shouldn’t be allowed to keep those pistols in your house.
Don’t be so nosy.
Nothing to see here. Move along, people, move along. (emphasis Guffaw)
Go to the GBBL and see how similar reactions are erupting elsewhere. Or don’t be so nosy. Your choice. – Guffaw
h/t Dave, The Whited Sepulchre
Tomorrow, as they say, is another day.
We made two trips back to ‘the house’ yesterday, picked up a few odds-and-ends and bugged out.
Today @ 1000 is the auction.
This whole experience has been, and is continuing to be an emotional time for me. I’ve broken down a number of times (I’m a famous crier, anyway), and my perfectionism character defect is in overdrive, because I left stuff behind and didn’t leave the house sanitized (for your protection).
As if it was that way when we moved in.
And, I still have about twenty boxes to unpack and find places for. So the adventure continues.
This morning, I had an early breakfast and plan on taking a mid-morning nap before my roomie arises. She’s a late-night, sleep-in, start-work-later-in-the-day kind of person.
Then, let further unpacking commence!
Thanks for all your good wishes and support!
Hope to update and post later.
Well, the move went well (especially with thanks to Tomi, her husband Kevin, and her brother Murray). They managed to take the contents of a 740 square foot house, and put it into a large bedroom some 17 miles away! Up a flight of stairs, no less.
There is still much left to do, boxes to unpack , ‘stuff’ to organize and situate, and the plan is to go back to the house this afternoon for stuff that was overlooked (by me) in the process.
But I AM moved. And now have essentially a studio apartment (renting a room in friend Judy’s home – Thank You!)
And I’m hoping to be able to focus more on my blog writing. This whole process has been distracting me for the past three months.
On my masthead, just below ‘Guffaw in Az’, is my motto. A phrase which has been defining much of my life, even before I began blogging.
“Struggling to keep what is rightfully his, but with a hearty laugh.”
This is in part because over the years, my financial success has been marginal (largely due to my own character defects) and also in part due to my various health issues. Statistics state I should be long gone, but I’m still flipping off the Reaper.
Now that I’m medically disabled, by income has dropped significantly from my 20+ years tenure @ TMCCC, and with this loss a plethora of financial ‘issues’ have developed. One of these was a choice: buy food, or make the mortgage payment. I chose the former.
You remember my previous postings regarding a project? This is about said project.
And the mortgage company finally decided I should leave. And so I have. And Molly’s basketball goal must stay.
Rancho Guffaw is no more. The two-bedroom, one bath home I bought to share with my daughter has reverted to the bank. It was a good fight, and perhaps I could have done more to save it. But the house is my age, and continues to need maintenance. With my current financial condition, I might have been able to get square but then there were always other issues. Like roofing, and repiping. And, I’m simply not financially equipped to do that.
Thankfully, I’ve not had to depend on the kindness of strangers. A good friend has offered me a place to land, open-ended. A spare room large enough to be called an apartment. And I’ll be splitting the expenses. Hopefully both of us will be saving some money.
“Guffaw’s Mancave?” ” Guffaw’s Freehold?” Haven’t come up with a suitable name, yet.
But, I’m still here, tired, but still kicking, and surprisingly, still laughing heartily. All’s right with the World. – Guffaw
If one actually reads the poorly-worded article, it explains:
“Something must of hit the primer of one of the bullets,” Bentley said. “The bullet stayed in the purse, but its casing put a hole in the purse and caused a minor leg wound.”
Which is what anyone with a passing familiarity with ammunition long suspected. And is why we keep seeing ‘news’ stories with almost all rifles being AK-47s, and all pistols being Glocks.
And small collections being referred to as arsenals.
Not to mention a political agenda.
(personal to my friends in the news biz – this is not an indictment of all news people, just the uneducated – Guffaw)
h/t Yahoo News
it IS a big story and may make a difference in the outcome of the election*.
Joe Huffman tells the story…
And the President invokes Executive Privilege on documents relating to communications about Fast and Furious, even though both he and the A.G. have stated they knew nothing about it.
SO, how could there be communications requiring privilege?
For those interested in history, President Nixon invoked Executive Privilege regarding Watergate communications, and the Supreme Court told him he couldn’t do that.
Of course, no one died as a result of a third-rate burglary and wiretapping…
Thousands of Mexican citizens and at least two United States Federal Agents have been killed with these weapons smuggled into Mexico by U.S. law enforcement or their minions. All this in an effort to force more ‘gun control’ measures in the United States.
Truly sad and pathetic.
*not that the other guy will be
much any better!
h/t The View From North Central Idaho