TMM is the owner, editor, and principal author at The Minuteman, a competitive shooter, and staff member for Boomershoot. Even in his free time he’s merging his love and knowledge of computers and technology with his love of firearms.
Many know his private name and information however due to the current political climate, many are distancing themselves due to the abandonment of Due Process.
[I think those of us who have some semblance of rational thought understand why smile lines are better than worry lies. Even more than that, those of us that spend our time smiling do our best to spread it around. Guns and gunnies helped relieve the weight and burden that were causing worry lines.
Smile lines are a good problem to have if you ask me. Thanks Robb for spotting that one. -B]
So Joe and I started off this morning with heading out for the Action Pistol match in Moscow. I have no clue how I did. I think I did reasonably well. I’m obviously a little more rusty than I’d like to be, especially when it comes to steel which there was a lot of today. I screwed the pooch a few times but recovered. I didn’t shoot a single no shoot, shot every last piece of steel, and I don’t believe I had any misses either.
Today we planned ahead, more specifically remembered half way to the range, and brought the snowshoes this time. That was a good thing for me, Joe escaped by without them. The crust buckled under me about every 3rd or 4th step. After 100 yards I just put them on and trudged on, I remember doing this stuff while I was active in Scouts and going like gang busters. Sitting behind a desk is killing me.
But I made it. We quickly made up the first batch of explosives. This made two 7 inch targets and then we went out to test them.
We were showered in dirt. Hopefully Joe will post the video he took. Both of them went bang just as we expected and wanted. Now 2 isn’t the largest sample size, and my stat teacher would kill me for thinking it’s statistically relevant, though we had a second experiment. It is worth noting, during the previous test we had a 100% failure rate with this rifle and ammunition. Now we had 2 detonations with the new mix with the same rifle and ammo as previously used.
We mixed up a second batch using what we had already blended. Filled the boxes without using baggies. Again both detonated, eventually. The 4th target took two shots because there was “technical miss”. Let’s just say I shot a Delta instead of an Alpha. So, that’s 4 for 4 with the blended KClO3 mix.
So we don’t need the baggies, possibly. There’s some other experimentation that needs to be done. Joe had a previous experiment along these lines, however we had trouble getting to them previously. Due to the longer storage it confirmed one of my concerns.
The ethylene glycol absorbs out of the mixture and into the cardboard. This could affect the sensitivity of the target. There is a second issue that will have to be tested as well. When filling boxes in this manner we wrap them with Saran wrap. My concern is that this is not nearly as solid of a vapor barrier as the Ziploc baggies. Further testing is required.
The sun was setting and Joe and I needed to get the hell out of dodge. The temperature was dropping pretty fast, we had to hike back out, and there was a minor issue with the vehicle that needed to be fixed before heading home.
Joe lit the older targets on fire and we began our hike back out. We headed over to his brothers place, Joe set me up with the necessary tools for the job and went into visit his parents. He came back out to a fixed rear hatch. No longer do you have to do the weird bump game to get the latch mechanism to work. At some point the latch shifted and was no longer lifting the lock enough. I popped the shaft out of its clamp and moved the clamp further down. Joe kept testing it and I said, “Let’s not tempt fate and have it get stuck open again.”
Got back to Moscow, had dinner with Joe and his family since he was already running late and needed to save some time. IT’s been a long, yet productive day.
*As an aside, all the pictures above were with my new phone. The bottom one was cropped heavily since I was so far from Joe.
Comments Off on Quote of the Day–Terry Sanford (02/04/2012)
As one of the thirteen original colonies, North Carolina maintains the moral and legal concept that the right to keep and bear sporting arms is one of the fundamental privileges granted by our American Democracy.
This privilege should be infringed upon only when deemed necessary, through the will of the people in a democratic nation, to insure public safety or to prescribe the manner of taking game. We do not anticipate any legislation abrogating these premises.
Terry Sanford, Governor of North Carolina – Guns Magazine, February Issue 1962, Page 4
[Oh that whole statement is full of so many different individual falsehoods it’s not even funny. First this is “history” as this article is out of 1962, however it’s recent history. Doubly so since this statement was given just prior to the GCA of 1968. This whole statement remains relevant because this is how many of our opponents view the Second Amendment.
Lets start off with the fact he considers the right to arms a privilege. It isn’t a privilege, it’s a fundamental right that is specifically enumerated by the bill of rights for protection from the state. Second we don’t live in a Democracy, we live in a Constitutional Republic where the law serves to protect everyone equally, not just the mob.
If you’re confused by the difference, watch this, I’ll even embed it below just to make it even easier. Seriously, it is worth the 10 minutes.
Our constitution exists to protect the rights from the people. With the fact he considers the right a privilege his disrespect dissolves further into the classic claim used to infringe upon a right. That claim is necessity. He uses necessity as the validation for infringing on a right. Necessity however does not allow or expunge the fact that inalienable rights are not for the government to take or a mob of people to take. Even when the people are tricked into thinking that it is better for them to surrender that right for the greater good, that right cannot be surrendered.
These two complaints are also independent of the fact that his being elected governor of one of the original thirteen colonies makes him think that some how his argument carries further weight in establishing it as a privilege not a right.
Remember, even now there are those who believe that the enumerated right to “Keep and Bear Arms” as affirmed by Heller and McDonald is still just a privilege. Not only is it just a privilege, but one that could be revoked if they could just get rid of that pesky Second Amendment. -B
Especially since there was a history with this officer as well. Except that history couldn’t be used in the trial. This is by no means hearsay or dragging a good man’s name through the gutter because a jury of his peers convicted him.
Anything less than life in prison is too dang short. This predator went into law enforcement to seek out victims. Local law enforcement protected him and did their best to stop victims from pursuing action against this monster. I’m not one to wish ill or harm to others, but that’s one individual I wouldn’t mind seeing get some serious special treatment in the shower.
State Sponsored Criminal Count 253: Lamarald Cates
Because when a woman calls for help what’s she’s really doing is asking you to rape her, at least according to Milwaukee PD.
*I may take a few days off the criminal count. This one made me unbelievably angry, upset, and even physically ill. That such a monster like that could 1) serve, 2) be protected by his fellow officers, and 3) be protected by the local prosecutorial authorities is down right sickening. Every last one of them shares responsibility.
A decent number of you contacted me regarding A Little Taste of Home and I figured I’d give a quick update.
I’ve got new contacts now for soldiers overseas, many of whom are in a position to distribute the coffee amongst their brothers in arms. I’ve got more addresses coming in daily from other friends and contacts. I’m thinking at this point I’ll be able to send all the coffee straight out unless some how I get a massive influx.
I did have a question about monetary donations so I can just buy the coffee. I want to try and set something up this weekend but I can’t make promises. There’s some legal aspects I need to investigate too on the money front.
If you know someone overseas and want to send them coffee, do it. My suggestion for the type of coffee is Starbucks Via, especially if they’re in any type of combat position. Besides, it comes highly recommended by associates of the guy’s were sending it to.
If you want to participate hit up the contact form or send an email to: soldiers.angels at the-minuteman.org and I will add you to the distribution list. Same goes if you’re a soldier that stumbles across this and would like some coffee.
To those who’ve already signed up to help. Awesome and thanks.
Now, it was in the passengers coat going through the X-Ray, not in his luggage. Well I hear a bunch of you crying to maintain possession of the money except the TSA requires people to remove even money belts. How serious are they about that fact, they forced an elderly woman to remove her back brace, against TSA policy, thinking it was a money belt.
State Sponsored Criminal Count 252: Alexandra Schmid
Because when you’re the creme of the crop and still paid minimum wage, you should take forcible donations from those you rule over.
Honestly it’s a very close race. I’ll tell both the stories and see if you can figure out which wins.
First up is the first time I took the wife shooting. It was one of our first dates and she shot just about everything I had. From the .44 Mag revolver, to the M1 Garand, to my little old 10/22. It was a fun date and I’ve got pictures of it around here somewhere. It was that date I also decided that I was going to either Bic my head or go with a buzz cut from now on.
The second option is the last time my dad and I went to the range together. We spent a good chunk of the morning shooting pistol drills switching between the Hi-Standard and 1911. The uncle I am named after was visiting as well. We spent a decent chunk of time looking for what was to become my graduation present. While at the range/gun store I told the clerk I was looking for a Remington 700 VS. He asked what caliber and I responded, “308 Winchester”. He promptly responded, “What the hell are you planning on shooting with that!?” Without missing a beat I replied, “Two legged varmints at 500 yards.” My uncle and dad burst into laughter.
We found a gunsmith and ordered it about a month later. We finally picked it up 10 months later on my 19th birthday. Hell that was a fun day too, but he never got to actually see me behind his gift to me. I finally got to the range a week before we said our last good byes and handed him a quarter with a nice .30 caliber hole through the middle taped to a paper plate with the date and range of 200 yards. He just looked up and grinned.
If I had to pick a day, it’s that last day I spent on the range with my dad. I really miss that.
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