There are so many great things in the world...

Going on everywhere as I type, and they aren't centered on the spotlight in the middle of the field, and the lights can go out, they can.

Personal responsibility, versus the collective hive, and I have found that God is good, and expects me to be even better, that both the idea of America and my personal behavior have little to do with the collective good. I must eat for me, I can eat for no one else. I must think for me, I can think for no one else, I must love for me for I can't love for anyone else. There is enough for everyone, but not enough for some one. Just as I can't love myself enough, loving the rest of you is an awesome task and trial, but I will.

Since I want to mention shooting, I hope you watch your health and diet, when losing weight too quickly the facial fat will decrease, and the padding around the eyeballs disappear a bit, enough that the shape of the eyeball will be changed slightly and that will make a bit of the difference in how one sees the targets, the sight picture and alignments... just a little goes a long way.

Monday, time to read a bit more about revolutions, make my body do some rotations and revolutions and strain and stretch, striving against gravity and weights and waists. Be good out there, a little goes a long way.

Do I really want to fit a stereotype?

Seems like all the cool kids just know that if the President of the United States of America, says something about those clingers and their EVIL Assault Rifles and big magazines, well it must be true. The President wouldn't lie to the public.

Anyway, one of those that draw so well, gets paid for it, and works in California where all the really cool kids do, is looking at me and making me ashamed of being a fat old man that doesn't know anything about the 2nd Amd. 

Being one of those pink and red Dungey boys, I have never minded the redneck label, since to me it was earned working in the Sun, outdoors and making the world a better place. There are those I would say haven't a clue about life. That would be another generalization and stereotype, and I am above all that noise.

I would label this: My Self Portrait, something to inspire me to get skinny, cuddle with a special cute Asian lady, and never touch an EVIL BLACK AR - Stainless steel with pastel polymers maybe.... and I love ten round mags. Dixie Gunworks?  Not until I win the Lottery, and I don't really participate.

Anyway, on my way to the range I remembered that there was a memorial for a very fine lady that has gone to the LORD. So I stopped there, I can shoot another day.

And how will you be remembered? I hope with lots of love and no regrets. I stopped to help memorialize a fine lady, and thought as I sat that she and her husband were exactly the kind of people I want around my loved ones as the world falls apart, they would just keep doing for everyone, the best they could and never ask the price nor count the cost. Not movie star heroes, but fine folks.

I am just the least of their worries...

Reading about revolutions again, something I think I should ask politicians about. One title is 1775, a Good Year for Revolution, by Phillips, and Simon Bolivar, the Liberator... what has struck me solidly between the ears, is that the governments don't understand the people they are governing. Not that they were particularly corrupt, or evil, they just didn't know the people - they were too far removed and not listening to the addresses and petitions. NON RESPONSIVE! So there was friction, which led to the idea the people could do it better, and so they revolted.  Funny idea, that we the people could be better than the government going crazy on stuff they don't need to worry about.

Has anyone felt like the last three or four administrations and all Congresspersons and Senators aren't hearing any of us out here? Do you get the idea that there is an NCIS for the Eastcoast and one for the Westcoast and fly over country just doesn't count? I was talking about how little our representatives know about guns, and he told me that wasn't what they were supposed to know... but they are too busy to do the things they need to address.

Does look like I don't have to worry, or even be concerned about the current rage against Gun Violence - since they have made all other violence not... it just no longer exists.  There are no more murders, there are no more rapes, no more robberies, no more threats, No more crimes against people or property - so the only thing left is to fight against guns.  All the illegal drugs have disappeared, although I could have almost every one of them delivered to my door... I just am not that kind of a fool. One of those reasons I am the least of their worries.

But it does seem, from the President on down to those fine law breaking enforcement officers of the ATFE, they have nothing left to do except to try and destroy the last link of trust between the People, that wrote the Constitution and the current government that doesn't believe what it reads - for they are a product of the current education system, it just isn't their fault that they fail. I have read the Constitution and I can point out all the places they are going wrong, but they wouldn't listen to me - I am the least of their worries. I think they will do better in the next world, I think I can go along without them in this world - I like to remain the least of their worries.

Off to get my ride fixed....

Can't say the Anti-Gun folks and the MSM don't have some fool affect on me, I almost want my own AR platform semi-auto rifle of .308 caliber... but that is only almost.

Still don't you love beauty in action? Senator from California has no idea, not worth paying her for....

How many Main Characters in your life?

Finished reading a book, interesting but found the author making his central (main) character next to Superman with vulnerabilities like a heart, and two remarkable gun shot wounds - that only slowed him down enough to introduce all his super cool buddies, that also had his weaknesses and all his confident strengths... like love of shooting, flying, beautiful women, steak and fishing, and poor language choice when aroused in wrath. So, it is like Doc Savage, superman of bronze, with all his high speed buddies, that for some reason had to be rescued along the story line, by Doc Savage. The hero wins, against the villains, and in our minds and hearts because we are simple folks - living on certainty that the book will end the way we want our world.

Might be the reason the great authors, like Larry McMurtry, retell the stories of real people of the Wild West, with all their flaws and foolishness, but leave the core untouched, pure.  I remember, many main characters that were heroic, and flawed and often destroyed by those flaws, heroically. Their stories live on much longer than James Bond - although I think some of the new Predator Drones are being named after 007. Fewer flaws.

One could name all the historic Mountain Men, but not all the trappers in the height of the beaver trapping, trading and hat making.... one could name the famous that died in the Alamo, but few knew the places of birth of them, although since so many Mexican soldiers died there, many were from old Mexico. It takes a lot of people to make a History, and a few will find a place on the pages written to explain who, why, where, when and how. And if you think the President, like a main character, is central to History - I will tell you that every President had more people going their own way in the world than following him... but it takes time to find all those folks that had a real life outside of the recorded story, there were more than Crazy Horse riding on Custer in his final battle - more books about Crazy Horse and Custer than any of the others that day.

Being a hero isn't about getting a medal, being a superman, nor puffing chests. Seems to me that being a hero is accepting a task, accomplishing it and humbly moving on to the next one.  Real heroes are everywhere, celebrities aren't but seem to be making money from their followers... hope there are many humble heroes and heroines in your story - not the one you are writing, the one you are living.

What you haven't seen on the news feed today...

Thousands of married Americans in love with each other and not cheating even in their mind. Hundreds of beautiful babies born, weddings happening without drunken bachelor revels. People went to work, did the job, and were helpful, courteous and productive - and weren't represented by a union, although most union members went to work, did the job, were helpful, courteous and productive - and paid their union dues. More policeman/women hours were spent on paperwork than curbing crime, but the criminals are mostly waiting for darkness or courage or stupidity to strike. There were large numbers of people saying hello to neighbors, meeting over fences, cleaning the yards and watching golf (?) or another sport. Although the television tried to make you stay inside away from the freezing and windy weather - lots of people went out to walk the dog, care for the animals, play hockey or ice fish. Lots of library and bookstore browsers, patrons and buyers - Amazon hasn't cornered every market yet. There were more firearms used for lawful purposes and good stuff than criminals or some politicians would like. More people prayed today than committed suicide, or died.  More people sang in the shower or along with their music box - whatever version or tune, than frowned in frustration all day long. The number of people worried excessively about their gray hair and wrinkles, is so much smaller than the beauty aid ads would have you believe. More children brought laughter and joy to their parents than can possibly be recorded on a blog. Hope you found some real love today, gave some away and made a stranger smile deeply.

I am looking at my gun, and no violence, I am waiting...

Gun violence, nice scary term, but what they really mean is Human Violence, and they have laws against all of that type. Guess we need to start outlawing humans and the violence problem will go away. True, no humans, no violence by nor against humans.

You do know that I have been trusted by my Army to carry a loaded M16A2, so what changed when I left the service? I can't be trusted any longer? If you understood the rules of the military, and their special justice system, you might think that they (the Army) didn't trust anyone.  But then the humans, the soldiers didn't have special justice to contain you and your violent M16A2 -- but then you never hurt any of them with it, did I? I must have a special perfect gene, the coffee was always hot, the day fine, the sleep sound. Or I am a good guy, or just hadn't been tempted by the power of that assault rifle. Fools everywhere aren't there?

I am no longer interested in the whole debate, the destruction of the Constitution, the coming collapse or the creation of a better world on the other side of this one... History is full of failures, there is no reason that the American experiment cannot fail, too. And no, I won't say, I told you so.

If the citizens of this nation, do not understand the American Revolution, the Constitution and their own individual duty to stand ready to defend it, and the prohibition of the government to infringe on their right to keep and bear arms -- if all that is true, then it is over and stupidity and irresponsibility are in charge. And it happened on your watch. It may have even started before you were born, but you didn't question it, you didn't speak out, speak up nor voice your thoughts. Too busy being fat and happy, now you don't like hearing you are of the common people, you thought there was no price to pay for being an American, a great nation. So you won't be a great nation, a bastion of Liberty in a sea of tyranny... yep.