This doesn’t surprise me one bit. While some would say yeah right, it’s a great way to rip people off if they listen to you.
State Sponsored Criminal Count 318: San Diego TSA
Because being a TSA agent means that many people will think that what you tell them to do is a good idea. Then you take their stuff while your buddy molests them.
via Uncle
I got home and finished unloading my stuff from the rig. I’m now beginning to unpack.
Here’s a quick rundown with some pictures from each day. I’ll be coming back over the next couple days and filling in detailed posts of the major items.
Day 1:
Soaking wet. Trudging through mud. Lots of boxes to be assembled. After which we decided to eat warm food in town. I loaned Joe the shower in my hotel room so he could warm back up.
Day 2:
Filled boxes with explosives, arranged boxes in the mud for the PRC shooters.
After which we stood out in the cold and wind to run the high intensity event.
I cleaned up after high intensity at entertainingly close distances, evidently the ESS guys filmed my stupidity. Again more on that later, last night it turned into a two part series.
The minute in-laws were running a bit late. We were going to meet a group in town for dinner and were running late. Way late since I looked like I had been rolling around in the mud.
We didn’t have a single seat left in the room we were in. It was like the pre-Boomershoot dinner that was just a social hour.
Day 3: I was instructed to guard the pot of gold, Paul Barrett, and ensure he had a good time and enjoyed himself. He told me that mission was accomplished even with one minor hiccup.
I got both of them on steel at 400 yards and he just barely missed the steel at 630 when it all went south.
I helped with the high intensity again. After which I stuck around since there was handling of firearms on the range to ensure safety while the ESS folks did some model shooting with Shelly and Anette.
I was chatting with the photographer and he ended up taking some pictures with me as well since I had one box to clean up afterwards.
Day 4: Woke up way too early, so we could be on the berm setting up targets at 0700. I was starting to feel all the walking, bending, and repetitive motions associated with the shoot. I trudged through tossing boomers and getting them staked out. We did a quick interview with one of the ESS videographers explaining some of the physics, and then Rolf gave an impressive show by juggling the explosives. Yes this is the same Rolf of “Entertainingly Close”.
We get the boomers laid out, a bunch of guys are working up on the hill and then we get read for the fireball.
Yes that is Ry in the lower right. His post on the fireball is here. I will be doing a separate post with TMW’s video here in the near future. I love that picture because Ry just looks like a bad ass in it. He lost hair this weekend, I bled a bit.
There were a few exciting events, which I will blog about later. The most exciting of which however could have ended the event permanently. Luck prevailed and it didn’t go boom.
After the shoot was over we began the staff cleanup. There was a lot leftover this year. It 3 waves of a full high intensity event to get everything cleaned up. We were exhausted, but I headed down the hill to grab dinner and then go visit with the RNS guys. As exhausted as I was, we finally left their place about 0100. I only see them once a year normally so it was worth it.
There were a few other side stories that I’ll be pushing up in the next couple days. I’ve got a large pile of video and pictures for gun porn too!
So With that I’m going to go continue decompressing. If I saw you this weekend and looked exhausted, in a rush, or like a man on a mission, it’s probably because I was. Yes this is a “vacation” but it’s a lot of work and it’s exhausting. So if you were looking forward to chatting with me more and didn’t get a chance, it’s not because I don’t like you. It’s because those down times are actually pretty rare and usually done in parallel with stuffing our face.
I know there were a few people who asked me questions, and I’m very glad they asked, I was a little curt and blunt with the answer. Again, I wasn’t trying to be or sound like a dick, at that point I was starting to seriously shut down. I would much rather if someone thinks a target is questionable or doesn’t make sense that they ask instead of just shooting at it. So to the man that asked me about the targets down on the end, hope this helps explain my curt response.
“Before we continue let me just say one thing. That was fucking amazing.”
Paul Barrett – On the Boomershoot Firing Line
April 28, 2012
[I spent the day with Paul and his wife Saturday on the firing line at Boomershoot. I teamed up with some support from Gene Econ and some of the instructors to ensure that Paul had a good time.
The above was the quote out of his mouth after smacking some steel at 400 yards. Then we did it again and again. He was ready to stop after his first hit because his ratio was 1 for 3 on hits.
There is no question though with that comment he had a good time. Even with what happened later, he shrugged it off and said, “It’s another story.” I’ll write up details on that one later. He was also looking forward to telling the story in the office on Monday. –B]
Joe: Well we have an ATT microcell at Mecca if you want to call your wife.
Anonymous: I’m good, she wants me to call but the thing is, I’m on vacation.
Anonymous – Dinner Conversation with Boomershoot Staff
[I was going to credit this individual but he seemed to think he would be in some sort of trouble with his significant other. His justification is he spends all day on the phone doing tech support and his wife wants to talk on the phone with him constantly about nothing. In other words his wife is wanting him to continue his job without pay. -B]
The real reason for the war on nouns is to allow our fearless leaders “who know best” to create their own little enterprises in the illicit trades they create.
I’m sure there was actually probably more involved, at least in the form of greased wheels. I am by no means shocked or surprised by this. At this point I don’t think that disbanding the TSA will be enough. I’m starting to want someone’s head on a pike.
State Sponsored Criminal Count 314: Naral Richardson
315: John Whitfield
316:
Joy White
317: Capeline
McKinney
Because being a TSA agent means you can abuse the law abiding while getting pay offs to look the other way when criminals walk by.
Boomershoot is coming up fast. So this was in my head all day.
Saliva – Click Click Boom
There’s going to be a lot of that this weekend.
Via Roberta X (I double checked this time Tam), comes a story of drunk driving with the IMPD. This is nothing surprising, but the story overall is just astounding. Roberta does a great job synopsizing it. Remember this officer killed two motorcyclists after crashing into them while on duty.
Today, he — or his peers — took out a police chief, too.
Seems two vials of blood were drawn and one of them was to be left
untouched by human hands; both were secured in Official IMPD
refrigerated storage…only in November 2011, Persons Unrevealed took
the untapped vial out of the so-secure IMPD property room,* and stuffed
it in a room-temperature room over at the Po-lice Academy. Perhaps as a
talisman of just how thick the ol’ Thin Blue Line really is — but I’m
speculating.
Think about that long and hard and what would have happened to any other civilian who had done what he did. We’d be in jail at a minimum, he’s on paid administrative leave. Like you and me, only better. Given the fact the Chief didn’t fire his ass, I’m not really shedding a tear since to me that’s just like endorsing what he did. Not to mention the buck has to stop somewhere and some of his subordinates obviously felt they could get away with destroying evidence.
State Sponsored Criminal Count 313: David Bisard
Because if you’re going to drink and drive, do it as a cop. Not only will you get paid during your leave, your buddies will destroy evidence to protect you.
When I got to work this morning I hear the following story across the news wire (paraphrased because I currently couldn’t it in article form*):
A Moscow mother was told to get in a car by an unknown individual. The mother had just dropped her child off at daycare when an individual approached and told her to get in his car. She promptly drove off in her vehicle and notified police. The mother describe the vehicle as a maroon astrovan and there was a Hispanic woman in the front seat.
Now immediately I remembered what Moscow PD advised everyone yesterday after an armed robbery.
In two day’s we’ve had two instances of people doing the exact opposite of this advice and the whole situation working out quite better for the victim. If you’re not willing to fight to survive, so be it, but don’t tell me and mine that it would be better to be violated by a criminal than fight back.
What if all the criminal wants is your life? Once you’re handcuffed in the back of the van, your ability to fight back has been removed. Fight, fight hard, and plan to win. Fighting back is what the criminal doesn’t expect, that surprise can shift the initiative. Lastly, if you’re going to die, the least you can do is take the son of a bitch with you, less he prey on some other victim in the future.
Lastly, as can bee seen from the incident, it is not always the expected type of attack. They reiterated over the radio that is was a mother and not a child who was told to get in the van. How many parents worry about someone trying to take them while dropping their kid off? They don’t, they’re worried about the kid.
(Red team hat, here’s where you all think of me as an evil sadistic bastard). From an attackers perspective, this actually is a good plan. The parent will basically be “target fixated” on their child and focused on protecting the child from any threats. When you’re target fixated though, that’s when the bandits wing man sneaks up on your six and plugs one through your exhaust hole. While you’re still situationally aware, the parent is likely ignoring things that are not a threat to the child, including the blind spot of the parent.
Red team hat off. Pay attention, don’t think that your child is the only possible target. Even if they were the target, take out the parent who may not have noticed you yet. If you go down, you’re no longer able to help and defend your child. Lastly, never give the SOB what he wants, give him his tribute in “hot lead” instead.
*I am going to keep my eyes peeled for an actual article. I just couldn’t let the “give them what they want” slip by.
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