You’d think that helping college students get an education sponsored by government would be a non-profit endeavor, wouldn’t you?
Government – finding ways to empty your wallet since the Whiskey Rebellion!
h/t Theo Spark
“Why did the Roman Empire fall?”
(This question was posed by Dr. Smith in my Western Civilization class in the Fall of 1970.)
“Moral decadence and pleasures of the flesh!”
To which a lecture hall of 300 or so randy college students cheered.
There is nothing new under the Sun. – The Book of Ecclesiastes
We have been watching the decline and fall of (Great) Britain for some time. Political correctness, coupled with inclusion of foreign cultures (and not promoting assimilation) are the proximate causes.
Destroying the economy, devaluing the established culture, and passing more and more ridiculous legislation with which to strangle the people are the order of the day.
Just like here in the States.
And now, this (in part)…
British Moral Decay Provides A Haven For Foreign Degenerates (link)
(…) Great Britain’s Judeo-Christian heritage and moral values have been gradually eroded away after years of invasive ‘progressivism’ to the point where every degenerate from Pakistan to Perth feels comfortable enough to push their sexual agenda and indulge in once taboo sexual practices without shame.
‘Progressivism’ spreads like weeds in a flower bed; if they aren’t regularly dug up by the roots and destroyed they will flourish and eventually take over, choking off any flowers that try to bloom.
Great Britain is now an old flower bed where only weeds flourish, where every native flower is strangled from seed and allowed to wither and die.(…)
You should visit the link above and read Daniel Thomas’ entire report. Bring with you an airsick bag.
And, I suspect, as it is with most things Anglotrash, this concept will be exported to the Colonies. Because, after all, we are so backwards here.
h/t Theo Spark
“Thank goodness,” UNC senior Thomas Rees said. “But it’s there for protection.”
Rees keeps a small Smith & Wesson 9 mm pistol and a large Mossberg 88 shotgun in his off-campus apartment in Chapel Hill. On Tuesday afternoon, before bringing his firearms outside, Rees went into a back room and — with a click that accompanies guns being cocked — removed the ammunition from the guns’ chambers.
Sensible people with concealed carry permits should be able to take their guns on campus, he said.
“The bad guys would catch on and realize they can’t just rape or mug or murder whoever they want,” he said. “They’d know a lot of people have firearms, and they’re going to fight back.”
A North Carolina law passed in 2013 allowing concealed carry permit owners to bring guns on public college campuses — as long as they were stored in closed compartments in locked cars. Nationwide, there has been a push to allow guns more liberally on campuses.
And now there’s a new argument; they’ll help curb sexual violence.
The plan was to send my daughter off to college with all the tools necessary to survive and flourish. Including the ability to balance a checkbook, cook, and use a defensive firearm. Unfortunately, I never got the chance to implement it.
The mindset of the promoters of ubiquitous defenseless persons continues to amaze me. I truly don’t know what else to say.
h/t Brock Townsend
(I always imagine similar post titles being announced by Merrill Heatter or John Cameron Swayzee. Youngsters, ask your parents or grandparents.)
Many of you know I try to begin my daily routine with Email, blogging and reading the Ref Desk Almanac page. Sometimes, a confluence of births, death and historic events seem to have happened on the same day.
Birthdates which occurred on April 20:
0121 Marcus Aurelius 16th Roman emperor (161-80), philosopher
1808 Louis-Napoleon [Napoleon III] emperor of France (1852-71)
1889 Adolf Hitler Braunau Austria, dictator of Nazi Germany (1936-45)
1896 Senor Wences ventriloquist (Close the Door)
1940 George Takei Los Angeles CA, actor (Sulu-Star Trek, Green Berets)
Deaths which occurred on April 20:
1769 Pontiac Indian chief to Ottawa, murdered
1912 Bram Stoker Irish theater manager/writer (Dracula), dies
1992 Benny [Alfred Hawthorn] Hill comedian (Benny Hill Show), dies of a heart attack at 67
1993 Cantinflas [Mario Moreno] Mexican actor (Pepe), dies at 81
On this day…
1775 British begin siege of Boston
1799 Napoleon issues a decree calling for establishing Jerusalem for Jews
1841 1st detective story (Poe’s “Murders in the Rue Morgue”) published
1853 Harriet Tubman starts Underground Railroad
1871 3rd Enforcement Act (President can suspend writ of habeas corpus)
1965 People’s Republic China offers North Vietnam military aid
1993 Uranus passes Neptune (this occurs once every 171 years)
1999 Deadliest school shooting in US history at Columbine High School, Littleton CO, 13 killed, 23 wounded
1943 In Poland, Germans Nazi troops massacred the Jews in the Warsaw Ghetto.
Well, I made it through the ‘procedure’ okay.
Thanks for all your emails and support! (Especially J. who stayed with me and drove me to-and-fro!)
The good news is I survived, and live to fight on another day. The bad news is I have Barrett’s esophagus. (I’m betting Barrett didn’t even know it was missing!) *rimshot*
This means chronic acid reflux has eaten away at the lower third of my esophagus. I was largely unaware this was occurring as I’ve been taking medication for it for many years. I guess it would be much worse had I not.
There is a chance of the presence of pre-cancerous cells. Biopsies were performed – we are awaiting the results.
I am to continue taking my prescribed medication. And take some other measures to lessen further damage. And, barring any complications, return in a year to do it again!
I’ve a series of lovely parting-gift photos. Below is one of them.
This is what I get for eating and drinking foods I like and having the nerve to recline afterward! Let this be a lesson to me.
Sadly, probably not…
(I’m hardly Henry the Fifth!)
But, people oft quote (or misquote) this Shakespeare line, when embarking on some ‘adventure’.
This morning, I’m going to an outpatient clinic for an EGD. In lay terms, they are scoping my upper GI tract to see what’s what.
Some years back, after the accident, this was done. Erosion of the lower esophagus was found (acid reflux), and were some pre-cancerous cells. I’ve been on meds ever since, but my latest doc noticed I’d not been examined regarding progress/regression of these diseases. The last time someone looked, things had improved, but she’s thorough.
Apparently, no re-check for cancer cells was done.
SO, they will put me out with propophol (the Michael Jackson sleep aid) and see what is to be seen. And possibly take some tissue samples while they’re there.
Ain’t modern medicine wonderful?
Fortunately, this is scheduled in the morning, my being diabetic and all. (No food or drink for hours before!)
Being a veteran of both skin and blood cancer, this does concern me.
Wish me luck! Tell mother I died game – or whatever people say now…
The lovely and brilliant Tamara reminded us again of basics. And reminded me, as well:
I cannot speak for anyone else, but as much as I lecture others in these pages regarding complacency, I, too, can fall victim to it. (Duh)
Not just the almighty INDEX (NOT placing one’s index finger in the trigger guard until one is ready to shoot – and where exactly DO you place it? ALTHOUGH, I’M PRETTY GOOD AT REMEMBERING THIS PART!), but…
When was the last time you checked your weapon for function and safety? Are all the mechanical parts in good repair?
AND, appropriately lubricated?
How about the magazines (speedloaders or speedstrips)? Clean and functional?
And the ammunition? When was the last time you changed it out for newer stuff? Is your ‘one-up-the-spout’ (aka The Barney Bullet) seated correctly? Or has months of recharging your sidearm crushed the case mouth? Or seated the bullet farther inside?
How about the function and maintenance of the holster? When was the last time it was cleaned, oiled, inspected for damage? And the belt…
AND WHAT ABOUT YOU?
When was the last time you did a dry-practice exercise? Including a reload or two?
And do you know the latest nuances in your State’s criminal law statutes?
Not unlike driving a car – one does it every day. When was the last time you checked the tires? The oil? The transmission fluid? Your brakes? Reviewed the traffic code?
Do you always wear your seat belt? (I’m a libertarian, and I do!)
But I’ve not done everything above with regard to my sidearm and it’s equipment.
I need to, more religiously.
Yeah, we need open borders. Hell, let everyone in – the more the merrier!
This is one topic with which I disagree with the Libertarian (large L) Party. In order to maintain some kind of National Sovereignty, I believe we need to control immigration. Sure, if the whole world were a free market, open borders could work.
But, it isn’t.
And there are those who think a Constitutional Republic needs to progress past it to ‘Utopia’.
Ain’t gonna happen.
(An unrelated aside – Have you noticed, no one says “It’s a free country!”, anymore? I wonder why?)
Long time passing…
The Gunner’s Blog recently mused on the very principles which The United States was alleged to have been founded.
And how they largely no longer exist:
(PS – this is my 2000th post! Thank you for stopping by – Guffaw)
Some time back, I wrote regarding the cat, and her predilection to walk, stand and suddenly change direction in front of a cripple (THIS cripple) whilst I trying to descend the staircase. Or walk anywhere. I came to the conclusion that she was trying to murder me, and, that if I were found at the bottom of the stairs, she should be considered a feline of interest!
Of course, as she has gotten older (and larger – resembling an 18″ long beanbag) these attempts have lessened.
Lulling me into a false sense of security, as though I’d been forgotten.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
Enter into this equation the puppy dog. Now just over a year old, a wiggly, wriggly, jumpy, licky, all manner of puppy.
False sense, I’m tellin’ ya!
The other day, in a surprise search of her kennel, THIS was discovered:
(For the uninitiated) a shiv! A makeshift knife, manufactured through gnawing on a piece of disposed-of plastic cutlery.
Of course, she denies any complicity in the making of this implement, and continues to be all licky. As if she and the cat aren’t in this together! (She LOVES the cat!)
SO, if I’m found at the bottom of the stairs with such an implement imbedded in me, you know whom to question – both the cat AND the puppy!
I’M WATCHING YOU!
(Seriously, pets are the greatest! Just ask Brigid.)