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November 24, Seven Years Ago

(a follow-up to the November 8 post I Sometimes HATE Novembers, as promised…)

So, here I was, in my insurance-paid-for-rented-condo, about a mile North of my home, while contractors rebuilt it, after the drunk driver had hit it two weeks prior.  That’s what I get for buying a corner lot, off a street that zig-zags.  Drunks never caught that nuance, head straight for the alley, see the power pole, and crash into my back yard.

It had happened before.  Last time it was just the fence that was destroyed.

Good times…

I, of course, still had to go to work, pay bills, and check the mail at the house, all while surveying the excruciatingly-slow process of rebuilding the rear of my home and replacing the fence.

Thankfully (?) I was beginning to have more health issues (joy, joy) which meant I was missing more work. Which gave me the excuse to stop by and check the mail and the progress of the reconstruction more often.

And, it had been a couple of days since I had last checked the mail, and it was my birthday(!), so I thought I’d check the mail again.  Hell, there might be a birthday check from someone in the mail? :-)

I pull into the driveway.  No contractors present.  This always bothered me, as this process was taking forever. Of course, mine wasn’t their only project.

(This had been a little over two weeks!)


This alarmed me, as no one was around.  The door had been always locked and the extra key placed in one of those Realtor-access combination locks around the door knob.  Which was now nowhere to be seen!

I exited the car and drew my 1911 pistol.  (Yeah, I know.  All my training (which I had trained others to do many times before) was to leave the area to a relatively safe location and call the police to respond. After all, there may have been multiple armed intruders inside burgling my home!)

BUT, this was MY HOME!  And the training went out the window.  Sigh.

I slowly entered the kitchen, listening intently for any activity inside, pistol at-the-ready.  Then into the living room, bath and two bedrooms.  This was relatively quick, as it was a 740 square-foot house.

It was obvious someone else had been inside.  Someone NOT a contractor.  A home computer, portable television, stereo, some faux Samurai swords and a number of other items were missing.  Movers had taken many of the larger furniture items to put into storage prior to the reconstruction.  But I was told they were unable to take the gun safe, as they were prohibited from storing firearms.

They had removed the Dillon XL 650 reloading press from it’s mount, preparatory to the rebuild.  But had not put it into storage. (I guess it was gun-related).  It was gone.

And the 800 pound, Fort Knox gun safe was missing.  And this was on the floor…

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Someone obviously had pried off the combination dial and locking lever to open the safe.  And when that failed, THEY TOOK THE ENTIRE 800 POUND SAFE! 

Credit cards, spare checks, school transcripts, cameras, my birth certificate and over fifty firearms! Gone.

First, I called the insurance company, to see if they had perhaps authorized storage of the safe and it’s contents, and had inadvertently broken the locking mechanism somehow in transit.  Then, I called the mover and the police.

And was scolded by the 911 operator, as it was for emergencies only.   How was fifty+ firearms possibly out on the street was not an emergency?

Ultimately, the contractor, the storage guy, my insurance man and the police arrived on the scene.  I recounted my actions upon arriving multiple times for each of them.  And I was livid.  To keep me occupied (and busy and out of the way) the police advised me to make a list of what was in the safe, including all the firearms and serial numbers.

I knew most of their descriptions by heart, but the list (with Polaroids and serial numbers) was not around.  It was probably in the materials previously packed and moved to storage.

Fortunately, I still had many of the receipts and gun boxes, which were labeled on the edge with the numbers.

And set about making the list on a legal pad.

All parties were questioned.  The contractor’s employees all had cellular telephones they were required to keep with them at all times (for GPS tracking purposes).  And all passed the location test.

As if someone couldn’t have left the phone at home off-hours to do a burglary?  Or they told someone else?  Come on!  I never broadcast about the safe in my home, suddenly, after many strangers had seen it, it went missing.

After six months, the house was reconstructed, painted, re-floored (safe drag marks) cleaned (even clothes in the closet dry cleaned!) and restocked with the stored items.  I had called in to stop all my credit cards the same day.

I received a check for the maximum available from my policy.  (Note-to-self:  Make certain all valuables are covered, and if there is a cap it covers all firearms.  I was insured for a maximum of 5K on the firearms, eventually paid just over 7K total.  Firearm valuation of the missing?  Over 21K! in 2009 gun values)

Fortunately, I had taken my favorite 1911 and .38 snub with me to the condo!

And none of the identity items, credit cards or firearms have ever surfaced.

I’m thinking Mexico, and thank God that Fort Knox makes a quality piece of security equipment!  I suspect it’s abandoned in the desert somewhere, still unopened.  (Let this be a lesson – if you’ve not done so already, bolt your safe to the foundation and wall studs – even if it weighs 800 pounds!)

And among the missing are my electroless nickel Colt Gold Cup, 1969 Browning High Power, 4 AR-15s, my Ithaca Deerslayer Police Special 12 gauge, my pre-model 27 Smith & Wesson 5″,  my Sig-Sauer P220 – marked made in W. Germany(!) and my 1942 Springfield Garand!!

I had to use the insurance money for other things, and never was able to replace any of the missing firearms.


FTC – Fort Knox safes gave me nothing.  I bought it at a gun show.  Leave me alone!


You Only THINK You Own Your Land

You hold title to it.

But must pay the government in perpetuity taxes for that privilege.

Then, there’s this –

Hammond Family Declared as Terrorist and Sentenced to Five Years in Federal Prison

Via Iver

Our hearts and prayers go out to the Hammond family with deep empathy.  The magnitude of the injustices dealt to them is hard to comprehend.  Their once happy lives have been forever darkened with pains of corruptions.  The nature of their sentencing proves once again that justice is currently not found in the federal courts. The Hammonds are a simple ranching family that for generations has cared for the land they live upon.  Prescribed burns are a vital process in keeping the land healthy and productive in the area.  The BLM also performs prescribed burns and have let it get out of control many times, but never has it cost any federal agent hundreds of thousands of dollars in fines and years of life in prison.

The Hammonds prescribed a fire that moved to public land, they extinguished the fire themselves.  The courts found that the burn increased vegetation for the following years, and had a positive impact on the land.  With no authority or justification to prosecute, eleven years after the fire, federal attorneys have obtained judgment that the Hammonds are terrorists and must be punished severely for their actions.

h/t Brock Townsend

I Sometimes HATE Novembers…

November 8, 2007

I had spent Saturday night with my (then) girlfriend J. (who is now my landlord – it’s complicated) and we were caravaning back to my place in central Phoenix on Sunday night, around 7 PM.  At the time, we both had Sunday’s and Monday’s off.

And I was about ten minutes ahead of her, preparing to pull into my driveway, when I noticed something annoying.

The porch light I had left on was not burning.

Damn!  I just bought another yellow, incandescent bug bulb.  They burn out so fast.

So, I pull into the drive, key my way in the back door, and head back to my bedroom to unpack.

It’s not just the bulb that’s off.  My interior wall behind my bed has fallen upon it!  The wall to the rear of the house seems to have moved laterally about 12 inches – making my doorway to the back office, computer/reloading room narrower by about a foot!  I look in there, and most everything is strewn about and on the floor.

Exiting and looking into the adjacent bedroom, my gun safe remains, but the wall behind it has also shifted East about a foot!


I call J., who is still in route and explain something is very wrong.

Then, there is a knock on the carport door and I answer it.  It’s a neighbor, who explains about 4 AM that morning, a vehicle drove through my fence and drove into my house!  As it was much noise, many neighbors came out to investigate and found the truck had continued to plow through my yard, pushing the rear wall of my home sideways about a foot.  He backed out and drove away, with the police in pursuit who stopped him about a block away.

It was a drunk driver in a company vehicle.  Who knew?

The neighbors figured out I was not home, and as gas seemed to be leaking called the gas company and turned off all my breakers, promising the police and gasco they would have me contact them upon my arrival.  Of course, no one knew where I was.  The gas company shut off the gas.  The police had left a note on my door asking I call them.

Then all went back to bed.  And the drunk went to jail.

All while I was ignorantly asleep at my girlfriend’s house 17 miles to the S.E.!

Sunday became a late night.  Calling my insurance man, who said they would pay for a (cheap) hotel, gathering up some additional clothes, and awaiting the construction guys who would plywood all the broken windows, the rear of the house and doors to make the house more secure.

More neighbors became aware of my returning home and stopped by to see if I was alright.  The Latinos across the street – who spoke no English, and I suspect were illegals – brought me over a kitten to cheer me up!

Restless sleep began something like 0130.

And I was unable to return home except to check the mail for about six months, while the insurance company rebuilt my little house, moved me to a condo and cleaned up the mess.

Sadly, I had to return the kitten.

But wait, there’s more…

(look for the sequel in about two weeks!)  :-)

(I will continue to post daily, this is just building suspense…)

Yep – ATMs Gonna Be More Safe, Now…

from Activist Post, in part…

No card reader, no PIN pad, no touch-screen display — how you bank at your ATM could drastically change in the not-so-distant future. Citigroup is testing an automated teller machine made by Canton, Ohio-based Diebold that relies on your smartphone and perhaps an eye scan to dispense your cash.

Diebold’s so-called “Irving” system works like this: Let’s say you want to get $100 from your ATM.Instead of taking your bank card with you, you schedule your withdrawal ahead of time on your phone via your bank’s mobile app. When you walk up to the screenless machine, it identifies you in one of several ways: Near Field Communication (NFC, the same type of technology used in Apple Pay’s mobile payment service), QR Code (for Quick Response Code, a machine-readable bar code that’s been used extensively in Japan) or biometrics (scanning your iris, a technique that’s considered far more fail-safe than fingerprints as a form of ID).The machine then spits out the cash and you go on your merry way.

Diebold said the entire transaction could be completed in less than 10 seconds. The new system is more secure than traditional ATMs, in part because you wouldn’t need a card and wouldn’t have to punch in a PIN, the company said.


“Our latest concepts embody a new era of banking and put the user experience at the top of the pyramid to connect consumers with their money when and how they see fit,” Frank Natoli, Diebold executive vice president, self-service technology, said in a press release.

I predicted this probably 10 years ago, when I was a senior credit card fraud investigator.  Of course, I also predicted as persons were being taken at gunpoint to ATMs to have their accounts forcibly emptied, this new security technology would allow the robber to bypass the middle man.  By removing digits or eyes for them to obtain access at their leisure.

Don’t believe it’ll happen?  Just wait…

The NYT Editorial Board Strikes Again!

(remembering, this is opinion, not news – Guffaw)

Via avordvet

New York Times Editorial Board: ‘The Concealed-Carry Fantasy’

The idea that law-abiding concealed carry permit holders could potentially stop mass shooters is nothing more than a “myth,” the New York Times editorial board proclaimed on Monday.

Citing a study from the anti-gun Violence Policy Center, the editorial board claimed “at least 763” concealed carry permit holders “have been killed in 579 shootings that did not involve self-defense” since 2007.

More from the opinion column:

It always amazes fascinates confounds makes me physically ill when a (formerly great) ‘news’ organization makes up statistics to push an anti-rights agenda.  Of course, as people as like-minded as The President do the same thing, so I shouldn’t be surprised.
Fortunately for us, as the New York Times readership is approaching that of Newsweek (6 or 7 illiterates?), we shan’t be concerned about rank dissemination of false data.
Should we?
h/t Brock Townsend

Food Stamps Redux

(Knowing that most food stamp benefit recipients are ordinary folk just trying to eke out an life, and that an individual example is not prima facie evidence, I present to you this story – with a kicker!  –  Guffaw)

BREAKING: Media Leaves Out Immigrant Status Of $3.6M Food Stamp Fraudster

A Ghanaian immigrant to the U.S. pled guilty to one of the largest food stamp frauds ever but the media covered up her immigrant status, describing her only as a “Worcester woman.”

Vida Ofori Causey cheated the SNAP program out of millions between 2000 to 2014, according to documents filed with the Justice Department. Here‘s how the Worcester local press described how she committed the fraud.

From April 2010 to October 2014, Ms. Causey conspired with others to commit SNAP fraud by purchasing SNAP benefits rather than exchanging them for food. Ms. Causey purchased the benefits at a discounted value of approximately 50 cents for every SNAP dollar. That resulted in Ms. Causey having the federal government electronically deposit into a bank account she controlled the full face value of the SNAP benefits.

The government said Ms. Causey and her co-conspirators accepted Electronic Benefit Cards from SNAP recipients wishing to exchange them for cash. They subsequently passed those EBT cards through a point-of-sale terminal for the full value of the SNAP benefits.

Though Causey’s massive fraud was noted none of the media reports mentioned her immigrant status.

She was more than forthcoming about it in an interview in 2007 that described her as a Ghananian native.

She attended Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and Technology in Kumasi, Ghana from 1991-1994, according to her LinkedIn page. She enrolled in Quinsigamond Community College between 2003-2005 in Worcester where she studied electronics.

In 2011 her community college bragged about her and called her a “success story.”

Yep, the media (sorry, Biff!) wanted to present us with the whole story – but didn’t.

h/t Charles C. Johnson, GotNews, The Feral Irishman

Attitude? Belief? Mindset?

One of my regular readers (and a dear friend) teaches at the college level.  Obviously, when school shootings, such as recently occurred in Oregon happen, it gets her attention.

She wrote on her blog regarding the grief and the aftermath.  And of her decision to NEVER carry a gun into her classroom, lest she be forced to assess her students as potential threats.  In her words, I’m not going to go there.


As a part-time, professional firearms instructor, I may disagree with that choice.  But it IS her choice.

I’ve been carrying, possessing, having-nearby, wearing both concealed and/or openly, a sidearm most of my adult life.  Doing so is part of who I am and what I do.  I did so openly even when attending community college, before it was ‘restricted’ by law.

And I have already made the decision to take action, should that become necessary.  Jeff Cooper called this having a mindset.

Be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everybody you meet.  –  Major General James Mattis (USMC – Retired)

Mattis reportedly said this to his Marines as one of his rules to live by while they were stationed in Iraq.

And that’s different from participating or teaching in a college in the United States.

The question is how different?

Certainly, one should be in Condition Yellow in a public place.  Generally aware.

But how one responds to a threat is a personal choice!

I think a wiser choice would be to be armed.  However, some folks just aren’t built that way.  And unless they radically change their mindset, it’s best they choose NOT to be armed.

Hopefully, it will always be a choice…


Yet another friend lives in a gated community, for folks 55 and over (a mobile home park).  They have drive-in gate ‘security’, but they are not trained, nor armed.  Usually their function is to direct you to a person’s residence.  And the walls around the park are four feet, or less.  The closest to ‘security’ are the speed bumps.

And he advised me the other day that he NEVER LOCKS HIS HOME!

Again, his choice.

I suspect he’s not particularly aware…

Some folks just aren’t built that way.

I pray all my friends are safe, and take reasonable measures to ensure that security – whatever their choices.


Reconquista 2.0

(copied in toto from Vox Populi)

A doctor’s take

This letter, purportedly written by a Czech doctor working in a Germany hospital, illuminates the true blessings of diversity presently being wrought by the mass Islamic migration:

Eyewitness from a Munich hospital: A friend in Prague has a friend, who, as a retired physician, had returned to work at a Munich area hospital where they needed an anaesthesiologist. I correspond with her and she forwarded me her email. Yesterday, at the hospital we had a meeting about how the situation here and at the other Munich hospitals is unsustainable. Clinics cannot handle emergencies, so they are starting to send everything to the hospitals.

Many Muslims are refusing treatment by female staff and, we, women, are refusing to go among those animals, especially from Africa. Relations between the staff and migrants are going from bad to worse. Since last weekend, migrants going to the hospitals must be accompanied by police with K-9 units.

Many migrants have AIDS, syphilis, open TB and many exotic diseases that we, in Europe, do not know how to treat them. If they receive a prescription in the pharmacy, they learn they have to pay cash. This leads to unbelievable outbursts, especially when it is about drugs for the children. They abandon the children with pharmacy staff with the words: “So, cure them here yourselves!” So the police are not just guarding the clinics and hospitals, but also large pharmacies.

Truly we said openly: Where are all those who had welcomed in front of TV cameras, with signs at train stations?! Yes, for now, the border has been closed, but a million of them are already here and we will definitely not be able to get rid of them.

Until now, the number of unemployed in Germany was 2.2 million. Now it will be at least 3.5 million. Most of these people are completely unemployable. A bare minimum of them have any education. What is more, their women usually do not work at all. I estimate that one in ten is pregnant. Hundreds of thousands of them have brought along infants and little kids under six, many emaciated and neglected. If this continues and German re-opens its borders, I’m going home to the Czech Republic. Nobody can keep me here in this situation, not even double the salary than at home. I went to Germany, not to Africa or the Middle East.

Even the professor who heads our department told us how sad it makes him to see the cleaning woman, who for 800 Euros cleans every day for years, and then meets young men in the hallways who just wait with their hand outstretched, want everything for free, and when they don’t get it they throw a fit.

I really don’t need this! But I’m afraid that if I return, that at some point it will be the same in the Czech Republic. If the Germans, with their nature cannot handle this, there in Czechia it would be total chaos. Nobody who has not come in contact with them has no idea what kind of animals they are, especially the ones from Africa, and how Muslims act superior to our staff, regarding their religious accommodation.

For now, the local hospital staff has not come down with the diseases they brought here, but, with so many hundreds of patients every day – this is just a question of time.

In a hospital near the Rhine, migrants attacked the staff with knives after they had handed over an 8-month-old on the brink of death, which they had dragged across half of Europe for three months. The child died in two days, despite having received top care at one of the best pediatric clinics in Germany. The physician had to undergo surgery and two nurses are laid up in the ICU. Nobody has been punished.

The local press is forbidden to write about it, so we know about it through email. What would have happened to a German if he had stabbed a doctor and nurses with a knife? Or if he had flung his own syphilis-infected urine into a nurse’s face and so threatened her with infection? At a minimum he’d go straight to jail and later to court. With these people – so far, nothing has happened.

And so I ask, where are all those greeters and receivers from the train stations?

Sitting pretty at home, enjoying their non-profits and looking forward to more trains and their next batch of cash from acting like greeters at the stations. If it were up to me I would round up all these greeters and bring them here first to our hospital’s emergency ward, as attendants. Then, into one building with the migrants so they can look after them there themselves, without armed police, without police dogs who today are in every hospital here in Bavaria, and without medical help.

Reconquista 2.0 is coming. The new Ordo Draconum is coming. And mark my words, this wave of mass migration will mark the end of the West’s well-meaning but ill-considered experiment in religious freedom. Forget “European union”. It is time to bring back the nations of Christendom.

The writer is wrong. The lesson of history is clear: the nations of Christendom can and will get rid of the invaders. It can be done the Spanish way, the German way, or the Romanian way. And the longer it takes to substantively address the issue, the more likely it is that one of the two latter methods will be embraced by the public and utilized.

Immigration is rape culture. Immigration is cultural rape.

So, which will it be for the United States?  The Spanish way, the German way, or the Romanian way?  Or Ordo Draconum?  In Freedom, there are always rights and responsibilities.  What will we choose?

S***** Shootings

There was yet another s***** shooting Thursday morning at Northern Arizona University, in Flagstaff.  One student was killed.  Three injured.  For once, a suspect was arrested.  Turns out, it was the result of dispute between frat boys, not some random wacko as we are getting used being directed to hearing about.

And this is my point.  WHY is this being reported as another s***** shooting?  Would it have had the same reportage off campus?  Or if they were simply young men who were NOT in school?  And WHY are ‘we’ (the media) focused on s*****s, in particular?  And shootings altogether?

There are certainly more potential victims in shopping malls.  In hospitals.  OH, the age factor – innocent (college) youth.  How about day-care centers?

And other physical assaults.  Knives.  There have been numerous knife assaults on people in China.  And knife crime is rampant in the U.K.  Bombs?

These are in no way suggestions.

Is it the mass murder possibility that draws our attention?  Gun free zones (like Fort Hood – NOT a school)?

In many jurisdictions, possessing a firearm on a school campus is verboten.  Except by the ‘authorities’, of course.  We have seen how well that system has worked.

Using the moniker s***** is much the same as the term g** violence.  It draws attention to a specific venue and tool, to exclusion of all others!  Skewing the statistics.

And, recent FBI statistics show that a large increase in legal firearms ownership has decreased crime.  (I put ‘legal’ in there to exclude Chicago, wherein there were many more shootings and fatalities over the past XX weekends.  Involving gangs and stolen firearms.

Pick a weekend.

And most of those involved B**** on B**** violence, as long are we’re being exclusive.

But, ‘we’, ‘the media’ are reluctant to mention that…

I guess it’s considered racist.

Editorial License

THIS is CNN (Again)

Images of the mixed-race, hater of White people who killed nine people (after asking them if they were Christians!) at the junior college.

(And who shall NOT be named here…)

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REAL IMAGE (left)  – CNN IMAGE (right)

I’m certain there was no intent to deceive anyone here.


Per my loyal readership, this image has been debunked as not from CNN!  Mea Culpa.

Of course, this doesn’t mean the mixed race shooter didn’t shoot people based on their religion…

h/t The Last Refuge, The Feral Irishman

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