Saturday, January 26, 2019

A Saturday in late January;

I need something to take my mind off the temperature

It's cold, I ache,

and I really don't want to bitch and yell about things right now.  See you later.

Friday, January 25, 2019

Almost end of the week, so

the study materials are in

Prison-Industrial complex


Surprising no one who's been paying attention.

Bloostein is just one restaurant owner, you might say. But he is not alone. A New York City Hospitality Alliance survey shows that 75 percent of restaurants said they planned to cut employees hours in response to the wage hike. Nearly half (47 percent) said they’d cut jobs.

Look for Occasional-Cortex and Sanders to scream about greedy business owners who shouldn't be allowed to do this.  And (probably) "They shouldn't be allowed to go out of business just so they don't have to pay their employees!"  Which would be effing stupid, but they are socialists.

Crank-cocked medieval crossbow,

1,250 pounds draw weight

Tab clearing

Four days to crash a new "Learn how this works" truck?  Surprised it took that long.

Only six reasons not to vote for her?  Must've been short on space.

No, that bastard's not a Vietnam vet.

Well done, Virginia

I do not need another .22, dammit, I do NOT need another .22...

Meteor strike during the eclipse

Thursday, January 24, 2019

Still messing with the .310 Cadet

Loading some using the shortened 7.62 Nagant brass, discovered something: after crimping, some of them would need a fair amount of pressure to fully chamber, but if you crimp/rotate 1/4 turn/crimp again, after that they slide right in.

I am actually doing some gun stuff, but last few days it's involved loading some ammo, and a lot of trying to clean & organize the room I do that stuff in.  Thus  ends the report.

Kipling unavailable for comment, because this would probably strain his ability

to say something without resorting to very bad language.

No wonder the Brit cops can't deal with slavers and rape gangs: they're too busy being the Social Media BadThink Enforcers.

Someone over there needs to consult Robert Burns and post '9 Inch Will Please A Lady' and see how much that pisses them off.

Mike Rowe is a national treasure

Two of the takeaways from this article:
“Be wary of experts,” he told the group. “Don’t dismiss them out of hand, but don’t always assume they know what they’re talking about.”

“A pig farmer might know more than an MBA. A farmer might know more about being kind to animals than a self-appointed expert.”
“The country has a skills gap,” he said. “We have seven million jobs available that can’t be filled because people in this country no longer have the skills to do them.”

“We have lent over $1.5 trillion to kids who can’t pay it back so they can spend four years trying to get jobs that don’t exist.”

Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Monday, January 21, 2019

A light machine gun

in .338 Norma Magnum.


Security Staff(Sr.) has an injury on one leg,

and is having to wear a cone to prevent her gnawing on the bandage.

You can imagine how thrilled she is.

A crimp experiment

While digging around on black-powder loads a while back, ran across several people saying that instead of a crimp die to lock the bullet in place, they seat the bullet against the compressed powder, then use the sizing die to iron out the bell in the case mouth, which also presses the case against the bullet to hold it solidly.

I haven't tried that with black, but the other day I did try it with smokeless: the Lee 405-grain hollowbase bullet over A5744, five rounds with standard crimp, five using the sizing die.

I got a tighter group with the standard crimp.  Now I need to load some black and try it with those.

Once again, the major media has given us two choices:

Either they're incompetents who didn't bother to actually investigate before shoving a story out,
They're a bunch of corrupt asshats who didn't care if it was true, because it fit their Preferred Narrative™.

Next will be some more journalists whining about "People think we're liars who work for political purposes!".  Again.

Sunday, January 20, 2019

Another weekend from, if not hell,

a suburb thereof.  Very busy, and still shorthanded.  I'm beat.

Then get home, browse some news and look on Bookface, and find that someone I thought knew me better than that basically accused of if not being, then acting like some kind of white supremacist.  Because 'the things you comment on'.  Which was set off because he had been waxing wroth about that (surprise!) turned out to be bullshit story about 'Trump-supporting teenagers attack Noble Native American, and I posted a couple of "This isn't what the media is trying to make it" reports.

I need some sun, enough sleep, and to say "Screw this" to the news for a while.  It might help.*

*What would really help would be a weekend or week at a beach with, say, Sandra Bullock.  Which I really think isn't going to happen.

I'm going to have to write it 'scientist', because this idiot

is a disgrace to the real thing.
[Scientists] want to be sure to have sufficient factual evidence to infer a conclusion about climate. But waiting for assurance to pile up in a chain of facts can mean waiting too long if we cross a threshold where earth systems tip into less hospitable behaviors. In short, fact mongering can stunt our thinking in dangerous ways.
'Fact mongering'.  Think about that. 

As far as I can tell, his thesis is logically, or empirically, flawless. It is the rhetoric of it that has me wondering. He highlights a set of facts from the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) about specific weather phenomena. What he doesn’t mention are the words in bold at the top of the same report stating that “warming of the climate system is unequivocal” and changes are “unprecedented.” When Pielke says the IPCC substantiates his claims, that may be literally true, but also rhetorically questionable. [Again, emphasis mine.]
"If we concentrate on actual facts, it won't be enough to scare people into thinking the way we want them to!" is what this seems to boil down to.  And that is one hell of a disgusting way for a scientist to think.